“All these things have you said of beauty.
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and your are the mirror.”
-Kahlil Gibran ( illustration by Dan Hillier )
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
“Sail Forth- Steer for the deep waters only. Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me. For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go. And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all.”
-Walt Whitman ( painting by Ferdynand Ruszczyc )
-Walt Whitman ( painting by Ferdynand Ruszczyc )
“There was something awesome in the thought of the solitary mortal standing by the open window and summoning in from the gloom outside the spirits of the nether world.” -Arthur Conan Doyle
( illustration by Alfred Kubin )
( illustration by Alfred Kubin )
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
"On this night I had searched for them without success, fearing to find them; they were nowhere in the house, nor about the moonlit dawn. For, although the sun is lost to us for ever, the moon, full-orbed or slender, remains to us. Sometimes it shines by night, sometimes by day, but always it rises and sets, as in that other life."- Ambrose Bierce (photo by Horydczak Theodor, ''Charles Bittinger in painting Moon Eclipse'')
Sunday, June 12, 2011
''But yesterday I should have thought me blest To stand high-pinnacled upon the peak Of middle life and look adown the bleak And unfamiliar foreslope to the West, Where solemn shadows all the land invest And stilly voices, half-remembered, speak Unfinished prophecy, and witch-fires freak The haunted twilight of the Dark of Rest. Yea, yesterday my soul was all aflame To stay the shadow on the dial's face At manhood's noonmark!'' -Baruch Arnegriff (painting by Philips Wouwerman)
Thursday, June 9, 2011
“Our lives are like islands in the sea, or like trees in the forest, which co-mingle their roots in the darkness underground.” -William James ( illustration by Dan Hillier, ''Forest'' )
Friday, June 3, 2011
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