Friday, August 31, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
"As for me, I know nothing else but miracles.
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the skym
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
Or stand under the trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with anyone I love,
Or sleep in bed at night with anyone I love,
Or watch honey bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon. . .
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown,
Or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring. . .
What stranger miracles are there?"
Thursday, August 2, 2012
"We all want progress.
But progress means getting nearer to the place where you want to be. And if you have taken a wrong turning, then to go forward does not get you any nearer. . .There is nothing progressive about being pig headed and refusing to make a mistake. . . If you are on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road; and in that case the man who turns back soonest is the most progressive man."
-- C.S. Lewis
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