Thoughts for the day
Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2018 11:43 am
On Hearing of the Way, the best of men explore its length
Mediocre men pick-it-up and set-it-down again,
And fools, when they hear of the Way, they laugh out loud.
If they did not laugh it would not be the Way
The Way Lao Tzu c.550 BC
The only thing more improbable than being born twice, is being born once
Anon
I am: yet what I am who cares or knows;
I am the self consumer of my woes.
And yet I am.
I long for scenes where man has never trod
Nor woman smiled or wept
There to lie, with my creator God,
Beneath a vaulted sky
I Am (Abr.) John Clare 1793 – 1864
The moving finger writes; and, having writ, moves-on:
All your piety or wit shall not lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor any tear erase a word of it.
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam (Trans.) Edward Fitzgerald (1809 – 1883)
Life is but a chequerboard of nights and days
Where destiny for men, with pieces plays
Hither and thither move the mates and slays
And one-by-one in the closet lay
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam (Trans.) Edward Fitzgerald (1809 – 1883)
Of making many books there is no end;
and much study causes weariness of the flesh.
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch XII v12
In much wisdom there is much grief
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch I v18
Curse not, not even in thought;
For a bird in the night shall carry your voice and reveal the matter
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch X v20
He that watches the wind will never sow
He that watches the clouds will never reap
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch XI v4
Mediocre men pick-it-up and set-it-down again,
And fools, when they hear of the Way, they laugh out loud.
If they did not laugh it would not be the Way
The Way Lao Tzu c.550 BC
The only thing more improbable than being born twice, is being born once
Anon
I am: yet what I am who cares or knows;
I am the self consumer of my woes.
And yet I am.
I long for scenes where man has never trod
Nor woman smiled or wept
There to lie, with my creator God,
Beneath a vaulted sky
I Am (Abr.) John Clare 1793 – 1864
The moving finger writes; and, having writ, moves-on:
All your piety or wit shall not lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor any tear erase a word of it.
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam (Trans.) Edward Fitzgerald (1809 – 1883)
Life is but a chequerboard of nights and days
Where destiny for men, with pieces plays
Hither and thither move the mates and slays
And one-by-one in the closet lay
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam (Trans.) Edward Fitzgerald (1809 – 1883)
Of making many books there is no end;
and much study causes weariness of the flesh.
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch XII v12
In much wisdom there is much grief
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch I v18
Curse not, not even in thought;
For a bird in the night shall carry your voice and reveal the matter
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch X v20
He that watches the wind will never sow
He that watches the clouds will never reap
King Solomon, Ecclesiastes Ch XI v4