Quotes Tagged "thoughts"

We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.

To jump over centuries In one step is impossible. Jump too high or far, You’ll be way too late.

The night is still waiting.

Dream by making and make by dreaming.

We may talk lightly but never carelessly. We keep at bay the flow of common, ignorant thought which runs its damaging course through the pathways of ordinary human conversation.

Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.

Ah, Norina, think or feel, for thoughts and feelings can’t go together, they are not on good terms, you’ll be shattered. Thoughts corrupt feelings and feelings weaken thoughts. I have to settle that case. No matter what happens, I will find a way..

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.

We, all who live, have A life that is lived And another life that is thought, And the only life we have It's the one that is divided In right or wrong.

Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?

in the afterglow of an evening rain i lay down in the grass and think of you my body aches like an after-kiss breaking in soft fires and wildflowers my dear, i will always be this tender for you.

I have no riches but my thoughts, Yet these are wealth enough for me

the one who will jolt awake all the unwritten the unsung and the unlived in me. i am waiting for him.

Although I've written a few (a very few) poems over the years, I am not a natural poet...and I remain in awe of people who are. The ability to evoke deep emotion, reveal a new facet of the world, or condense an entire story into the limited space and form of a poem (or likewise, of a good song lyric, or the text for a children's picture book) seems like pure magic to me.

It's plain to see for those who will to see from within and how common and strange things really seem to be when you start to change your planes of perception.As change in the mind persist, so shall change in thoughts, words, and deeds assist.

When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.

The more death, the more birth. People are entering, others are exiting. The cry of a baby, the mourning of others. When others cry, the other are laughing and making merry. The world is mingled with sadness, joy, happiness, anger, wealth, poverty, etc.

The world begins anew with every birth, my father used to say. He forgot to say, with every death it ends. Or did not think he needed to. Because for a goodly part of his life he worked in a graveyard.

I shall take the heart. [...] For brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.