I have an almost religious zeal. . . not for technology per se, but for the Internet which is for me, the nervous system of mother Earth, which I see as a living creature, linking up.
In the end, everything is a gag.
The best thing in life is to go ahead with all your plans and your dreams, to embrace life and to live everyday with passion, to lose and still keep the faith and to win while being grateful. All of this because the world belongs to those who dare to go after what they want. And because life is really too short to be insignificant.
Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
To truly laugh, you must be able to take your pain, and play with it!
. . . The way of life can be free and beautiful. But we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in; machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical, our cleverness hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity, more than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities life will be violent and all will be lost.
More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness
Rivers are the primal highways of life. From the crack of time, they had borne men's dreams, and in their lovely rush to elsewhere, fed our wanderlust, mimicked our arteries, and charmed our imaginations in a way the static pond or vast and savage ocean never could.
Everyone should get dirt on his hands each day. Doctors, intellectuals. Politicians, most of all. How can we presume to uplift the life of the working man, if we don't respect his work?
An imitation of a Frenchman would not make me a Frenchman. I am a German and I would have to be "reborn" to be anything but what I am. And so in the Christian life. I must be born anew. That is why Christ took me with Himself down into the grave and brought me forth a "new creation. " He terminated my old life when there upon the Cross as Representative He died; and He imparted to me a new life when He arose from the grave.
You know I've smoked a lot of grassO' Lord, I've popped a lot of pillsBut I never touched nothin'That my spirit could kill.