Wisdom

I'm really fascinated by lingos and colloquialisms that are outmoded and have gone by the wayside. I love the way people spoke in the '30s, and the amazing slang of the mid-'60s and '70s.

Almost none of the poetries I admire stick to their labels, native or adopted ones. Rather, they are vagrant in their identifications. Tramp poets, there you go, a new label for those with unstable allegiances.

Humor can be an incredible, lacerating and effective weapon.

We have to seek knowledge, and infuse ourselves with so much light that can only come from knowledge.

Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart's knowledge.You would know in words that which you have always known in thought.You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.

The brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

Self-identity is about content not the container that carry the identity,contextual value and not a solo island. It is about conception and not just a birth process.

It's very easy to be judgmental until you know someone's truth.

I—though forced through lack of space to assume the form of a stoic guinea pig crouched between the girl's shoe and the glove compartment—was my usual dignified self.

Introspection and observation of others are vital for the ongoing good health of our own psyche; watch, learn and tweak as required.

Legend says that when you can't sleep at night it's because you're awake in someone else's dream.

Some are professors and others are possessors.

What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.

Our will is always for our own good, but we do not always see what that is.

Your actions speak so loudly, I cannot hear what you are saying.

Do you want to change the world?Then change yourself first.Do you want to change yourself?Then remain completely silent inside the silence-sea.

However, this is too harmonious, grand, and overwhelming a universe to believe it all on accident.

It was pretty silly quoting poetry around free and easy like that. It was the act of a silly damn snob. Give man a few lines of verse and he thinks he's the Lord of all Creation. You think you can walk on water with all your books. Well, the world can get by just fine without them.

Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves.

Emerson has what I believe is called a selective memory. He can recall minute details of particular excavations but is likely to forget where he left his hat.