When I was in India I met and conversed briefly with Shri Atmananda Guru of Trivandrum, and the question he gave me to ponder was this: 'Where are you between two thoughts?
Everything is biographical, Lucian Freud says. What we make, why it is made, how we draw a dog, who it is we are drawn to, why we cannot forget. Everything is collage, even genetics. There is the hidden presence of others in us, even those we have known briefly. We contain them for the rest of our lives, at every border we cross.
I briefly considered doing Edgar Allan Poe and just swearing a lot.
I was briefly bitter.
Meanings are translatable. Words are untranslatable… More briefly – a word is translatable, its sound is not.
We’re only here briefly. And while I’m here I want to allow myself joy.
Real love, after all, was worth the price you paid, however briefly it might last.
Looking back you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life- and it was you. It is not too late to find that person again.
There are things that don't deserve to be said briefly.
If I could define enlightenment briefly I would say it is 'the quiet acceptance of what is'.
I love Chicago. I lived there briefly for three months and kept a boat under one of those space-age buildings. It was very Jetsons.
The more a subject is understood, the more briefly it may be explained.
Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it 'the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul. ' The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of 'Artist. '
Keep silence for the most part, and speak only when you must, and then briefly.
And I love you too. ” His fingers skate the edge of my jaw, dance briefly over my lips. “You should know that. You have to know that.
When I leap, I briefly see the world as it is and as it should be.
I live for coincidences. They briefly give to me the illusion or the hope that there's a pattern to my life, and if there's a pattern, then maybe I'm moving toward some kind of destiny where it's all explained.
In the one defense, briefly, we accept responsibility but deny that it was bad: in the other, we admit that it was bad but don't accept full, or even any, responsibility.
This is how. . . . life happens. One small thing at a time. A series of inconsequential junctions, any or none of which can lead to salvation or disaster. There are no grand moments where a person does or does not perform the act that defines their humanity. There are only moments that appear, briefly, to be this way.
Enjoy your own life without comparing it with that of another for there will always be others whose lives on the face of it appear better. However just remember and focus on the fact that your life could be much worse and be grateful it isn't. No matter what others or even you may briefly think you are lucky things aren't worse so be grateful.