Everything, if you could only see it clearly enough, like this, is beautiful and complete. Everything has its own perfection.
There is no sense in loving someone you can never wake up to except by chance.
Art can make a difference because it pulls people up short. It says, don't accept things for their face value; you don't have to go along with any of this; you can think for yourself.
Do all lovers feel helpless and valiant in the presence of the beloved? Helpless because the need to roll over like a pet dog is never far away. Valiant because you know you would slay a dragon with a pocket knife if you had to.
Poets will never be the highest-paid writers in the world. Instead, poetry will go on cutting a hand-made path through the mass-market insanity. For me, anyway, that path is the one that leads to the Chapel of the Grail.
. . . to live differently, to love differently, to think differently, or to try to. Is the danger of beauty so great that it is better to live without it (the standard model)? Or to fall into her arms fire to fire? There is no discovery without risk and what you risk reveals what you value. Inside the horror of Nagasaki and Hiroshima lies the beauty of Einstein's E=MC squared
It's hard to remember that this day will never come again. That the time is now and the place is here and that there are no second chances at a single moment.
If professional wrestling did not exist, could you come up with this idea? Could you envision the popularity of huge men in tiny bathing suits, pretending to fight?
Don't eat a mushroom stem and see colors, eat the whole bag and see GOD
Execute their airy purposes.
Well I've said it before and I'll say it again America's best days are yet to come. Our proudest moments are yet to be. Our most glorious achievements are just ahead.