As an Asian American at pilot season you take whatever there is.
Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue
The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
We don't care to eat toadstools that think they are truffles.
The most important thing is for you to believe in what you are doing.
Music is the purest form of art. . . therefore true poets. . . seek to express the universe in terms of music. The singer has everything within him. The notes come out from his very life. They are not materials gathered from outside.
Meditation is nothing but withdrawing all the barriers. . thoughts, emotions, sentiments. . which criteria wall between you and existence. The moment they drop, you suddenly find yourself in tune with the whole; not only in tune, you really find you are the whole.