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We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. -Anais Nin.
We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. -Anais Nin.
True artists are almost the only men who do their work for pleasure.
True artists are almost the only men who do their work for pleasure.
We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God read more
We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God if he appeared within us. -Unknown.
Where we've gotten mixed up is that we believe actions follow belief. But experience creates belief.. N. Smith -Rev Cecil read more
Where we've gotten mixed up is that we believe actions follow belief. But experience creates belief.. N. Smith -Rev Cecil Williams.
Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans read more
Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius.
To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.
To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.
An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.
An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.
No life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it. -Ellen Glasgow.
No life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it. -Ellen Glasgow.
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.
