|Filed Under:||Humor / odd|
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|Archived Since:||July 13, 2011|
"There was the emotion over what had occurred, and there was also the emotion of knowing that thousands of people, millions of people, maybe all the people in the world, were feeling great emotion over what was occurring."
"Poetry can break open locked chambers of possibility, restore numbed zones to feeling, recharge desire."
"The clearest message that we get from this 75-year study is this: Good relationships keep us happier and healthier."
"The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets."
A touching ode to friendship as a kind of mutual memory.
"Her skin was as soft and tender as a rose petal, and her eyes were as blue as the deep sea, but like all the others she had no feet. Her body ended in a fish tail."
"I don't believe one ever knows people in their own surroundings; one only knows them away, divorced from all the little strings and cobwebs of habit."
From Virgil to JFK's assassination report, an eclectic fomenting of the cinematic imagination.
"Art is an infinitely precious possession, a refreshing and warming drink that restores the stomach and the mind to the natural balance of the ideal."
"Each of our native wild creatures is in itself a precious heritage that we have no right to destroy or put beyond the reach of our children."
"The first sign of disintegration — in a writer — is that the writing loses the unique stamp of his/her character, & loses its inner light."
"...a living testament to the incredibly improbable trip that we’re on."
Exploring the concentric circles of human connection through the lens of our ideal and real selves.
"What makes people good communicators is, in essence, an ability not to be fazed by the more problematic or offbeat aspects of their own characters."
"A lack of money, if it be relative, and a lack of comfort can be endured if one is sustained by pride. But not the need to be astounded."
"Our intelligence, however lucid, cannot perceive the elements that compose it and remain unsuspected."
"We have reached the epoch of the nanosecond... That is our condition, a culmination of millennia of evolution in human societies, technologies, and habits of mind."
An illustrated ode to the art of affectionate surrender to the ebb and flow of existence.
"It would only be necessary for a writer to secure universal popularity if imagination and intelligence were equally distributed among all men."
"We are legion, each and every one of us. Always a 'we' and never a 'me.’"