Tag: world

  • 517: That Time in Gion

    Find renewal daily in the ordinary. Reconcile with the risk of correction. Seek astonishment in the world and by that nectar be thriven. Cleverness yields no such nourishment.

  • 492

    Every spirit builds itself a house; and beyond its house a world; and beyond its world, a heaven. Know then, that the world exists for you. For you is the phenomenon perfect. What we are, that only can we see. All that Adam had, all that Caesar could, you have and can do. Adam called […]

  • 483

    And still there is so much of this world to see, to feel and to experience. To move on from and forget, to make room too for the unknowable and not be hindered by memory.

  • 476: How to be an explorer of the world

  • 329: Light reveals wonder

    Hurling toward thee, o herald of the Auroral sky, I bring news of many revolutions. So much has changed again, I wonder if you’ll perceive me anymore, as much to myself am I unfamiliar anew. But o, the things you must have seen of the world while I slept. How fares my neighbours on the […]

  • 258: Lovers of truth

    Whose curiosity of the world has managed to withstand the training in apathetic contentment, will eventually return the long way home to where wasn’t good enough before, and concluding this is all to be got of travel.

  • 119: Wet the day

    ”Ye province of revolutions lure; preserving heights where ecstasy brews, Of relic agreements furious homecoming, riding hymns of deep-set change, Savage and sweeping the entire. Instincts bowed to primal charms palpable loom.” As though with impatience pregnant at the oppression, the sun rushed from a corner early and determined, finding differently few or none with […]

  • 112: Finally

    I believe I have finally arrived at that fine and bracing estate of contentedness for which we all strive, yet stray many from. Where the gradient begins to level at last and reveals a most appealing and inhabitable clearing in all directions within the kindling eyes compass. I’ll tell you, have I never found so […]

  • 100

    How thoroughly November reminds, my friend to oblivion is consigned – And I wonder at times, what could be remarkable in a world that, a moment looked upon, hence himself my hero hurled.

  • 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, […]