Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

my feelings are irrelevant

"Darkness cannot drive out darknessonly light can do that
Hate cannot drive out hateonly 
love can do that."

-- Martin Luther King, Jr.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

With all that chilling mystery of mien,
And seeming gladness to remain unseen,
He had (if 'twere not nature's boon) an art
Of fixing memory on another's heart:
It was not love, perchance — nor hate — nor aught
That words can image to express the thought;
But they who saw him did not see in vain,
And once beheld, would ask of him again:
And those to whom he spake remember'd well,
And on the words, however light, would dwell.
None knew nor how, nor why, but he entwined
Himself perforce around the hearer's mind;
There he was stamp'd, in liking, or in hate,
If greeted once; however brief the date
That friendship, pity, or aversion knew,
Still there within the inmost thought he grew.
You could not penetrate his soul, but found
Despite your wonder, to your own he wound.
His presence haunted still; and from the breast
He forced an all-unwilling interest;
Vain was the struggle in that mental net,
His spirit seem'd to dare you to forget!

-- Lara, Lord Byron

Thursday, January 12, 2012

"I wonder if I've been changed in the night?"
-- Lewis Carroll

Monday, January 9, 2012

The wise must be patient, must never be too hot-hearted, nor too hasty of speech, nor too fearful, nor too glad, nor too greedy for wealth, nor ever too eager to boast before he has thought clearly. [One] must wait, when he speaks in boast, until he knows clearly, sure-minded, where the thoughts of his heart may turn.

-- The Wanderer

Friday, January 6, 2012

what an