This site is coming along slowly, yet steadily. I'm gradually aquiring pictures from friends and family, as well as pretty pictures and artwork online.
A friend sent me to a list of forbidden books today. It gave me some ideas for future reading, though I've already read quite a few of them. Silly close-minded people...
Favourite Quotes
Violence and injury enclose in their net all that do such things,
and generally return upon him who began.
~Lucretius
There is no greater calamity than lavish desires.
There is no greater guilt than discontentment.
And there is no greater disaster than greed.
~Lao-Tzu
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who
mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
~Dr. Seuss
The future is uncertain and the end is always near.
~Jim Morrison, The Doors
"Adults are obsolete children."
~Dr. Seuss
"Chance rules our lives, and the future is all unknown.
Best live as best we may, from day to day."
~Jocasta, Oedipus Rex
"...the most restless vagabond yearns in the end for his native land,
and finds in his poor hut, in the arms of his wife, in the circle of his
children, and in his labor to support them all, the happiness he
searched the wide world for in vain."
~Goethe
"Go after what you want with everything you've got because you
never know when or if the opportunity will pass you by again."
~Malia
A poem a friend had in her LJ. I instantly fell in love with it:
So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart still be as loving,
And the moon still be as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.
--Lord Byron
Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd,
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:
And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
--William Shakespeare
I have been happy. though in a dream.
I have been happy-and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life
As in the fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love-and all my own!-
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.
--Edgar Allen Poe
more words soon to come...
