Friday, September 22, 2017

Who Says Words With My Mouth?Rumi

Dahlia-Adam Hurst

Who Says Words With My Mouth?

From Essential Rumi
by Coleman Barks

All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.

This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?

Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say.

I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

Thursday, September 21, 2017

How can one blush for what one adores? George Sand

Once my heart was captured,reason was shown the door,
deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy.

I accepted everything,I believed everything,without struggle,
without suffering,without regret,without false shame.

How can one blush for what one adores?
George Sand,The Story Of My Life

JOY by Jean Paul

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew,
and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
Jean Paul

It is not the end of joy that makes
us so sad, but the end of hope.
Jean Paul

Monday, September 18, 2017

Moments/Instantes by Jorge Luis Borges

Jorge Luis Borges

If I could live my life again
I’d try to make more mistakes,
I wouldn’t try to be so perfect,
I’d be more relaxed,
I’d be more true-to-life than I was.

In fact, I’d take fewer things seriously,
I’d be less hygienic,
I’d take more risks,
I’d take more trips,
I’d watch more sunsets,
I’d climb more mountains,
I’d swim more rivers,
I’d go to more places I’ve never been,
I’d eat more ice cream and less lime beans,
I’d have more real problems and less imaginary ones.

I was one of those people who live
prudent and prolific lives
each minute of their existence.
Of course did I have moments of joy
yet if I could go back I’d try to have good moments only.
In case you don’t know: that’s what life is made of.

I was one of those who never go anywhere,
without a thermometer,
without a hot-water bottle,
without an umbrella,
without a parachute.

If I could live again
I’d travel light,
I’d try to work barefoot,
from Spring to Fall,
I’d ride more carts,
I’d watch more sunrises,
play with more kids.

If I could live my life again
– but now I am 85,
and I know I am dying.

The original IN Spanish

Jorge Luis Borges

Si pudiera vivir nuevamente mi vida,
en la próxima trataría de cometer más errores.
No intentaría ser tan perfecto, me relajaría más.
Sería más tonto de lo que he sido,
de hecho tomaría muy pocas cosas con seriedad.
Sería menos higiénico.
Correría más riesgos,
haría más viajes,
contemplaría más atardeceres,
subiría más montañas, nadaría más ríos.
Iría a más lugares adonde nunca he ido,
comería más helados y menos habas,
tendría más problemas reales y menos imaginarios.

Yo fui una de esas personas que vivió sensata
y prolíficamente cada minuto de su vida;
claro que tuve momentos de alegría.
Pero si pudiera volver atrás trataría
de tener solamente buenos momentos.

Por si no lo saben, de eso está hecha la vida,
sólo de momentos; no te pierdas el ahora.

Yo era uno de esos que nunca
iban a ninguna parte sin un termómetro,
una bolsa de agua caliente,
un paraguas y un paracaídas;
si pudiera volver a vivir, viajaría más liviano.

Si pudiera volver a vivir
comenzaría a andar descalzo a principios
de la primavera
y seguiría descalzo hasta concluir el otoño.

Daría más vueltas en calesita,
contemplaría más amaneceres,
y jugaría con más niños,
si tuviera otra vez vida por delante.

Pero ya ven, tengo 85 años...

y sé que me estoy muriendo.

Monday, September 11, 2017

A Romance of Souls by John Donne

Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go,
endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to
airy thinness beat.
John Donne

Loss & Gain by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

loss and gain
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When I compare
What I have lost with what I have gained,
What I have missed with what attained,
Little room do I find for pride.

I am aware
How many days have been idly spent;
How like an arrow the good intent
Has fallen short or been turned aside.

But who shall dare
To measure loss and gain in this wise?
Defeat may be victory in disguise;
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Into each life some rain must fall

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, An April Day.

Friday, September 8, 2017

Give Me The Flute By Khalil Gibran

OMAR AKRAM-Secret Journey

Give me the flute
Khalil Gibran

Give me the flute and sing,
immortality lies in a song
and even after we’ve perished
the flute continues to lament.

Have you taken refuge in the woods
away from places, like me,
followed streams on their courses
and climbed up the rocks?

Did you ever bathe in a perfume
and dry yourself with a light
drink the dawn as wine
rarefied in goblets of ether?

Give me the flute then and sing,
the best of prayer is song
and even when life perishes
the flute continues to lament.

Have you spent an evening
as I have done, among vines,
where the golden candelabra
clusters hang down?

Did you sleep on the grass at night
and let space be your blanket,
abstaining from all that will come
forgetful of all that has passed?

Give the flute then and sing,
in singing is Justice for the heart
and even after every guilt has perished
the flute continues to lament.

Give the flute and sing
forget illness and its cure,
people are nothing but lines
which are scribbled on water.

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Excerpts from "Wind, Sand and Stars by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

ON Friendship & Human Relationships
Excerpts from "Wind, Sand and Stars"
Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Thus is the earth at once a desert and a paradise, rich in secret hidden gardens,
gardens inaccessible, but to which the craft leads us ever back, one day or another.

Life may scatter us and keep us apart; it may prevent us from thinking very often
of one another; but we know that our comrades are somewhere ‘out there’ – where,
one can hardly say – silent, forgotten, but deeply faithful.
And when our path crosses theirs, they greet us with such manifest joy, shake us
so gaily by the shoulders! Indeed we are accustomed to waiting...

We had met at last.Men travel side by side for years, each locked up in his own
silence or exchanging those words which carry no freight – till danger comes.
Then they stand shoulder to shoulder. They discover that they belong to the same
family. They wax and bloom in the recognition of fellow-beings.
They look at one another and smile. They are like the prisoners set free who
marvel at the immensity of the sea.

Happiness! It is useless to seek it elsewhere than in the warmth of human relations.
Our sordid interests imprison us within their walls.Only a comrade can grasp us
by the hand and haul us free.And these human relations must be created...

Old friends cannot be created out of hand. Nothing can match the treasure of common
memories, of rivals endured together, of quarrels and reconciliations and generous
emotions. It is idle, having planted an acorn in the morning, to expect that afternoon
to sit in the shade of the oak.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The meaning Of Life by Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Excerpts from "Wind, Sand and Stars"
Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Each man must look to himself to teach him the meaning of life.
It is not something discovered: it is something molded.
These prison walls that this age of trade has built up round us,
we can break down. We can still run free, call to our comrades,
and marvel to hear once more, in response to our call,
the impassioned chant of the human voice.
Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Bound to You by Charlotte Brontë

Vladimir Volegov ART

You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you
with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent,
a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you
to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and,
kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.
Charlotte Brontë,Jane Eyre

Romance by Nizar Qabbani

Should another give you a cloud, I give you rain.
Should he give you a lantern, I will give you the moon.
Should he give you a branch, I will give you the trees.
And if another gives you a ship, I shall give you the journey.
Nizar Qabbani

Light by George Eliot

The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light,
never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly
glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.
George Eliot

Friday, August 25, 2017

Best Jonathan Swift Quotes

There is nothing constant in this world but inconsistency.

It is a miserable thing to live in suspense;
it is the life of the spider.

How is it possible to expect that mankind will take advice
when they will not so much as take warning.

Everyone desires long life, not one old age.

When we are old, our friends find it difficult to please us,
and are less concerned whether we be pleased or not.

The various opinions of philosophers have scattered through the world
as many plagues of the mind as Pandora's box did those of the body;
only with this difference, that they have not left hope at the bottom.

Positiveness is a good quality for preachers and speakers because,
whoever shares his thoughts with the public will convince them
as he himself appears convinced.

In men desire begets love, and in women love begets desire.

Party is the madness of many for the gain of a few.

If a man makes me keep my distance, the comfort is,
he keeps his at the same time.

Reasoning will never make a man correct an ill opinion,
which by reasoning he never acquired.

You should never be ashamed to admit you have been wrong.
It only proves you are wiser today than yesterday.

The best doctors in the world are
Doctor Diet, Doctor Quiet, and Doctor Merryman.

Live every day as your last,
because one of these days, it will be.

If a man would register all his opinions upon love, politics, religion,
learning etc., beginning from his youth, and so go to old age, what
a bundle of inconsistencies and contradictions would appear at last.

Small causes are sufficient to make a man uneasy, when great ones
are not in the way: for want of a block he will stumble at a straw.

Although men are accused of not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps
few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes
there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not of.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

I choose to love you BY Rumi

I choose to love you in silence.
For in silence I find no rejection,

I choose to love you in loneliness.
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,

I choose to adore you from a distance.
For distance will shield me from pain,

I choose to kiss you in the wind.
For the wind is gentler than my lips,

I choose to hold you in my dreams.
For in my dreams, you have no end.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Human feelings/ Menschengefühl by J.W.Goethe


Ach ihr Götter! große Götter,
In dem weiten Himmel droben!
Gäbet ihr uns auf der Erde
Festen Sinn und guten Mut,
O wir ließen euch, ihr Guten,
Euren weiten Himmel droben!

Human feelings

AH, ye gods! ye great immortals
In the spacious heavens above us!
Would ye on this earth but give us
Steadfast minds and dauntless courage
We, oh kindly ones, would leave you
All your spacious heavens above us

love is the greatest thing between human beings by D.H.Lawrence

Human love, human trust, are always perilous, because they break down.
The greater the love, the greater the trust, and the greater the peril,
the greater the disaster. Because to place absolute trust on another
human being is in itself a disaster, both ways, since each human being
is a ship that must sail its own course, even if it go in company with
another ship.... And yet, love is the greatest thing between human beings.
D. H. Lawrence

Whisper of Rose by Erica Caitlin Lee

Let me show you
Sweet smell of a delicate whisper
Behind the vision of gardens
Go and read of your life
Tiny ripping at the heart
Drunk from a rose.
Erica Caitlin Lee

Monday, August 14, 2017

Solitude by Khalil Gibran

Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches.
Yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of
the living earth. Man struggles to find life outside himself,
unaware that the life he is seeking is within.
Khalil Gibran

When man walks alone with God by Jack london

When man walks alone with God
Excerpt from"the white silence"
by Jack london

Nature has many tricks wherewith she convinces man of his finity--
the ceaseless flow of the tides, the fury of the storm, the shock
of the earthquake, the long roll of heaven's artillery--but
the most tremendous, the most stupefying of all, is the passive
phase of the White Silence. All movement ceases, the sky clears,
the heavens are as brass; the slightest whisper seems sacrilege,
and man becomes timid, affrighted at the sound of his own voice.

Sole speck of life journeying across the ghostly wastes of
a dead world, he trembles at his audacity, realizes that his
is a maggot's life, nothing more. Strange thoughts arise
unsummoned, and the mystery of all things strives for utterance.

And the fear of death, of God, of the universe comes over him--
the hope of the Resurrection and the Life, the yearning for
immortality, the vain striving of the imprisoned essence--
it is then, if ever, man walks alone with God.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Thursday, August 3, 2017

The pleasures of love by Umberto Eco

The pleasures of love are pains that become desirable,
where sweetness and torment blend, and so love is
voluntary insanity, infernal paradise, and celestial hell -
in short, harmony of opposite yearnings, sorrowful
laughter, soft diamond.
Umberto Eco

Why not seize pleasure at once? by Jane Austen

Why not seize pleasure at once?
How often is happiness destroyed
by preparation, foolish preparation!

But pleasures are like poppies spread--
You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river--
A moment white -- then melts for ever.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Change is Certain by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Change is certain.
Peace is followed by disturbances;
departure of evil men by their return.
Such recurrences should not constitute occasions for sadness
but realities for awareness, so that one may be happy in the interim.
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Sonnets to Orpheus by Rainer Maria Rilke

Sonnets to Orpheus
Rainer Maria Rilke

O you lovers that are so gentle, step occasionally
into the breath of the sufferers not meant for you,
let it be parted by your cheeks,
it will tremble, joined again, behind you.

You have been choosen, you are sound and whole,
you are like the very first beat of the heart,
you are the bow that shoots the arrows, ans also their target
in tears your smile would glow forever.

Do not be afraid to suffer, give
the heaviness back to the weight of the earth;
mountains are heavy, seas are heavy.

Even those trees you planted as children
became too heavy long ago - you couldn't carry them now.
But you can carry the winds...and the open spaces...

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Me & The Sea Quotes

I'm the lonely voyager standing on deck, and she's the sea.
The sky is a blanket of gray, merging with the gray sea off
on the horizon. It's hard to tell the difference between sea
and sky. Between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings
of the heart.
Haruki Murakami

When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea,
and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses
me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everthing in me
that is bewildered and confused.
Rainer Maria Rilke

The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.
The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding
the body in its soft, close embrace.
Kate Chopin

There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky;
there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.
Victor Hugo

Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean
refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times
it's sent away.
Sarah Kay

Thursday, July 20, 2017

keep rebuilding your dreams by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

In the end, you feel that your much-vaunted, inexhaustible fantasy
is growing tired, debilitated, exhausted, because you're bound to
grow out of your old ideals; they're smashed to splinters and turn
to dust, and if you have no other life, you have no choice but to
keep rebuilding your dreams from the splinters and dust. But the heart
longs for something different! And it is vain to dig in the ashes
of your old fancies, trying to find even a tiny spark to fan into
a new flame that will warm the chilled heart and bring back to life
everything that can send the blood rushing wildly through the body,
fill the eyes with tears--everything that can delude you so well!
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights


Whenever you find yourself doubting how far you can go,
just remember how far you have come. Remember everything
you have faced, all the battles you have won, and all
the fears you have overcome.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

A Heart Window by Rumi

Your body is away from me
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours.

From this window, like the moon
I keep sending news secretly.

Dare To be by Robert Ingersoll

I wish to be out on the high seas.
I wish to take my chances with wind, and wave, and star.
And I had rather go down in the glory and grandeur
of the storm, than rot in any orthodox harbor.
Robert G. Ingersoll

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Reversibility BY Charles Baudlaire

In The Mood For Love-Shigeru Umebayashi

Charles Baudlaire

Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish,
Shame, remorse, sobs, vexations,
And the vague terrors of those frightful nights
That compress the heart like a paper one crumples?
Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish?

Angel full of kindness, do you know hatred,
The clenched fists in the darkness and the tears of gall,
When Vengeance beats out his hellish call to arms,
And makes himself the captain of our faculties?
Angel full of kindness, do you know hatred?

Angel full of health, do you know Fever,
Walking like an exile, moving with dragging steps,
Along the high, wan walls of the charity ward,
And with muttering lips seeking the rare sunlight?
Angel full of health, do you know Fever?

Angel full of beauty, do you know wrinkles,
The fear of growing old, and the hideous torment
Of reading in the eyes of her he once adored
Horror at seeing love turning to devotion?
Angel full of beauty, do you know wrinkles?

Angel full of happiness, of joy and of light,
David on his death-bed would have appealed for health
To the emanations of your enchanted flesh;
But of you, angel, I beg only prayers,
Angel full of happiness, of joy and of light
To The So Dear, To The So Beautiful
To the so dear, to the so beautiful,
who fills my heart with clarity,
to the angel, to the immortal idol,
All hail, in immortality!.

She flows through my reality,
air, mixed with the salt seaswell:
into my soul’s ecstasy,
pours the essence of the eternal;

Everfresh sachet, that scents
the dear corner’s atmospheric light,
hidden smoke, of the burning censer,
in the secret paths of night.

How, incorruptible love,
to express your endless verities?
Grain of musk, unseen, above,
in the depths of my infinities!.

To the so dear, to the so beautiful,
who is my joy and sanity,
to the angel, to the immortal idol,
All hail in immortality!

Thursday, July 6, 2017

While there is life there is hope by Jules Verne

While there is life there is hope. I beg to assert...that as long
as a man's heart beats, as long as a man's flesh quivers, I do not
allow that a being gifted with thought and will can allow himself
to despair.
Jules Verne

On the earth, even in the darkest night, the light never wholly
abandons his rule. It is diffused and subtle, but little as may
remain, the retina of the eye is sensible of it.
Jules Verne

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

One true loving human soul by George Eliot

Blessed influence of one true loving human soul on another!
Not calculable by algebra, not deducible by logic, but
mysterious, effectual, mighty as the hidden process by which
the tiny seed is quickened, and bursts forth into tall stem
and broad leaf, and glowing tasseled flower.
George Eliot

Saturday, July 1, 2017

The best quotes from Albert Einstein

Life is like riding a bicycle.
To keep your balance, you must keep moving.
Albert Einstein

How many people are trapped in their everyday habits:
part numb, part frightened, part indifferent?
To have a better life we must keep choosing how we are living.

Education is what remains after one has forgotten
what one has learned in school.

Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its
ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life
believing that it is stupid.

Albert Einstein

Don't listen to the person who has the answers;
listen to the person who has the questions.

Most people see what is, and never see what can be.

A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.

Try not to become a man of success,
but rather try to become a man of value.
Albert Einstein

Strenuous intellectual work and the study of God's Nature
are the angels that will lead me through all the troubles
of this life with consolation, strength, and uncompromising rigor.

The true definition of madness is repeating the same action,
over and over, hoping for a different result.

You can't solve your problems by using the same thinking
that got you into those problems in the first place.

The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil,
but by those who watch them without doing anything

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity,
and I'm not sure about the former.

Albert Einstein

Logic will get you from A to B.
Imagination will take you everywhere.

All meaningful and lasting change starts first in your imagination
and then works its way out. Imagination is more important than knowledge.

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