A pleasurable warping of the figuring faculty to contemplate what was there before the before. | Continue reading
The early bird gets the Pulitzer … sort of. | Continue reading
A celebration of the delicious enchantment of the very first time. | Continue reading
“The sea rises, the light fails, lovers cling to each other, and children cling to us. The moment we cease to hold each other, the moment we break faith with one another, the sea engulfs us a… | Continue reading
An invitation “to feel more intensely the romance of science and the wonder of being alive right now, at these particular coordinates in spacetime, less alone, more at home, here in the cosmo… | Continue reading
“The world is a better place to live in because it contains human beings who will give up ease and security and stake their own lives in order to do what they themselves think worth doing.… | Continue reading
“The emotional universes we inhabit are so distinct, and in deepest ways opposed, that nothing fruitful or sincere could ever emerge from association between us.” | Continue reading
“Everything depends on the individual human being, regardless of how small a number of like-minded people there is… each person, through action and not mere words, creatively making the… | Continue reading
“I complete my tasks, one by one. I remove my masks, when I am done..” | Continue reading
A two-verse love letter to the night sky fixture which “our eyes must lean out into time to catch, and die in seeing.” | Continue reading
A symphonic hymn for our planet’s lushest underwater wonderland. | Continue reading
A lovely antidote to “the rude, irrelevant question of our age,” the hollow assumption that “the event of two bodies meshing together establishes the degree of love.” | Continue reading
“The body provides something for the spirit to look after and use.” | Continue reading
“If Mozart ever became wholly comprehensible to me, he would for the first time become wholly incomprehensible to me.” | Continue reading
“In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill… | Continue reading
“We don’t know when, but those who arrive will leave one day as well.” | Continue reading
How to become an “antischolar” in a culture that treats knowledge as “an ornament that allows us to rise in the pecking order.” | Continue reading
“Pink sadness… is the sadness of shame when you have done nothing wrong, pink sadness is not your fault, and though even the littlest twinge may cause it, it is the vast bushy top on th… | Continue reading
“There is nothing behind the wall except a space where the wind whistles, but you cannot see that.” | Continue reading
“Sympathy is often difficult and soon becomes hollow if one feels no pain oneself.” | Continue reading
“Anyone who hasn’t been in the Chilean forest doesn’t know this planet. I have come out of that landscape, that mud, that silence, to roam, to go singing through the world.” | Continue reading
“When you see all of those stories nested together in one narrative arc… it gives a deeper understanding of where we came from, and what’s happening at the moment, and ultimately where … | Continue reading
“For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. Remember?” | Continue reading
“I have always felt that a human being could only be saved by another human being. I am aware that we do not save each other very often. But I am also aware that we save each other some of … | Continue reading
“Every story is a story of water.” | Continue reading
“You are my idea of a good writer because you have an unmannered style, and when I read what you write, I hear you talking.” | Continue reading
“Was he mute a while, or all tears. Did he raise his hands to his ears so he could scream scream scream.” | Continue reading
“There is but one solution to the intricate riddle of life; to improve ourselves, and contribute to the happiness of others.” | Continue reading
“Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.” | Continue reading
Odd and lovely consolation for despair and aloneness springing from that place of “defiance and melancholy and ecstasy.” | Continue reading
“To enjoy bodily warmth, some small part of you must be cold, for there is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself.” | Continue reading
A bow before the rapturous, humbling fact that “the majesty of the universe is only ever conjured up in the mind.” | Continue reading
“Books and stories are medicine, plaster casts for broken lives and hearts, slings for weakened spirits.” | Continue reading
“Cheerfulness is an invariable factor… for it is unusual, on a bicycle trip, that everything happens as it is expected or has been planned for.” | Continue reading
“Truth is the offspring of silence and meditation.” | Continue reading
Calibration and consolation for those moments when it seems impossible that we should ever again recompose the world’s broken fragments into a harmonious whole. | Continue reading
“There are periods during which human society seems to rest… This pause is, indeed, only apparent, for time does not stop its course for nations any more than for [individuals]; they ar… | Continue reading
“What is safety, anyway? How can you predict where or when tragedy will occur? You can only learn to live with it and make the best of it when it happens.” | Continue reading
“It avails not, time nor place… What is it then between us?… It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall, the dark threw its patches down upon me also.” | Continue reading
A story of transmuting the grief of one life into a celebration of the grandeur of Life. | Continue reading
“Only through full awareness of the danger to life can this potential be mobilized for action capable of bringing about drastic changes in our way of organizing society.” | Continue reading
“Growing up, we say, as though we were trees, as though altitude was all that there was to be gained, but so much of the process is growing whole as the fragments are gathered, the patterns f… | Continue reading
Consolations from the cosmic scheme. | Continue reading
An antidote to isolation by way of tiny marine creatures and a broken Romantic heart. | Continue reading
Steadying solace for those times when we “go to sleep in one world and wake in another.” | Continue reading
“Classification is nine-tenths of subjection.” | Continue reading
“Marriage is rarely bliss / But, surely it would be worse / As particles to pelt / At thousands of miles per sec / About a universe / Wherein a lover’s kiss / Would either not be felt / Or br… | Continue reading
“Have I not said that womanhood involves all? Have I not told how the universe has nothing better than the best womanhood?” | Continue reading