Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Collected Quotes

I'm on a quote collecting spree. Some new; some old--

I assure you: there is no beginning, and we are not afraid; we aren't sentimental. We are like a raging wind that rips up the clothes of clouds and prayers.
-Tristan Tzara

But there came a time when I could not protect myself, and indeed I did not wish to protect myself, from the onslaught of reality.

Ālīs volat propriīs.
(She flies with her own wings.)
-Hon. Jesse Quinn Thornton

Dance, when you're broken open
Dance, if you've torn the bandage off
Dance in the middle of the fighting
Dance in your blood

Die Stimme der Vernunft ist leise.
(The voice of reason isn´t loud.)
-Friedrich Nietzsche

mon petit vulcan
you're eruptions and disasters
I keep calm
admiring the lava : I keep calm
-Bjork, "Possibly Maybe"

Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will.
-Frederick Douglass, 1857

O shaken flowers, o shimmering trees,
O sunlit white & blue,
Wound me, that I, through endless sleep,
May bear the scar of you.

I love luxury, but freedom and independence better.
-Louisa May Alcott

One good thing about music,
when it hits you, you feel no pain.
-Bob Marley

(roughly: Birth, Life, Death, Rebirth;
alternatively, "Sat Nam": To honor truth)
-Kirtin Kriya

Tolerance of intolerance is cowardice.
-Ayaan Hirsi Ali

He learned incessantly from the river. Above all, it taught him how to listen, to listen with a silent heart, with a waiting, open soul, without passion, without desire, without judgement, without opinion.
-Herman Hesse, "Siddhartha"

Love's arms around death is the point
-K. Curtis Lyle

Monday, March 5, 2012

For these leaves, and me, you will not understand...

Or, if you will, thrusting me beneath your
Where I may feel the throbs of your heart, or
     rest upon your hip,
Carry me when you go forth over land or sea;
For thus, merely touching you, is enough—
     is best,
And thus, touching you, would I silently sleep
     and be carried eternally. 

But these leaves conning, you con at peril,
For these leaves, and me, you will not understand,
They will elude you at first, and still more
     afterward—I will certainly elude you,
Even while you should think you had unquestionably
     caught me, behold!
Already you see I have escaped from you.

- Walt Whitman, "Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand"