Tag: paradise

  • 457

    The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. John Milton, Paradise Lost

  • 411

    But you, bursting all-exulting traveller, for whom the sheerness and extent of eternal synergy is unbearably inaccessible… You will fall here at last, upon a great pause like you’ve never known before and it will be sublime.

  • 410

    Sometime in your life, go and be astonished.

  • 298: The good life

    Ah strain, it piles over. To triumph or perish. Live forever, in high spirits and digging always your way up, or lay down in the sand and be dust. Do you not know, we’re in paradise? It seems the blinking stars would only swallow the cries you never make, and so you forget while everything […]

  • 151: delay dims thrust

    Like many such days designed and pressed with expectation, I relent rather to dormancy’s caramel tenure, that calculation has exhausted the hands would earn their bread. And it is not before the sheer that I bend; I reserve no energy for homecomings, and storm or mountain perchance be-damned if we but departed forthwith. I’m intent […]

  • 89

    To those splendid souls of heavenly composite, quick to kind words and deeds pure; return the favour. Unto the ill-humoured hellion, escapee of limbo, would slander and mistreat you; abandon the philosophy. Act not in kind but with kindness affront. Offer the first goodly favour that direst need, and witness at once; dissolve of hostility, […]