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Some words that mean everyone to everyone. We are different; but we are all the same. But some are better at syllables....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What life can compare to this?
Sitting quietly by the window,
I watch the leaves fall
And the flowers bloom,
As the seasons come and go.

Hsueh-Tou (982-1052)

 

We need time to dream,
Time to remember,
And time to rreach the infinite.
Time to be.

Gladys Taber (1899-1980)

 

I lay in a meadow
Until the unwrinkled serenity
Entered into my bones,
And made me into one
With the browsing kine,
And still greenery,
And drifting clouds,
And the swooping birds.

Alice James (1848-1892)

 

All men's
Miseries derive from not being able
To sit quiet
In a room alone.

Blaise Pascal (1623-1662)

 

You do not need to leave your room....
Remain sitting at your table and listen.
Do not even listen, simply wait.
Do not even wait, be quite still and solitary.
The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked.
It has no choice.
It will roll in ecstasy at your feet.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924)

 

Knowledge was inherent in all things.
The world was a library and its books
Were the stones, leaves, grass, brooks....
We learned to do what only the students
Of nature ever learn, and that was to feel beauty.

Luther Standing Bear (1868-1939)

 

Less is more.

Robert Browning (1788-1824)

 

When I am alone
The flowers are rarely seen;
I can pay attention
To them.
They are felt presences.

May Sarton (1912-1995)

 

The miracle
Is not to fly
In the air,
Or to walk
On the water,
But to walk
On the earth.

Chinese Proverb

 

My greatest wealth is the deep stillness
In which I strive and grow
And win what the world cannot take
From me with fire or sword.

Johann von Goethe (1749-1832)

 

True joy is serene.

Seneca (4BC-65AD)

 

I am not one known,
I have nothing to show.
My pittance is to care and to share
And to hold aloft my pearl,
And you are she.
And love is free.

Veritas Lux Mea.

Unknown (The truth enlightens me)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The words of poets are the fountain of science....

 

 

 

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