Friday, April 8, 2011

Poems, Aphorisms, Quotes, Prophecies, Paintings, Photographs, Sculptures, Axioms...

From Parabola:


André Kertész "West 134th Street," New York, 1944. From André Kertész (Editions Hazan)
Kertész "West 134th Street," New York, 1944. From André Kertész (Editions Hazan)






“We must become so alone, so utterly alone, that we withdraw into our innermost self. It is a way of bitter suffering. But then our solitude is overcome, we are no longer alone, for we find that our innermost self is the spirit, that it is God, the indivisible. And suddenly we find ourselves in the midst of the world, yet undisturbed by its multiplicity, for our innermost soul we know ourselves to be one with all being.”



—Hermann Hesse





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Caspar David Friedrich "Mountain Landscape with Rainbow," ca. 1810

Caspar David Friedrich "Mountain Landscape with Rainbow," ca. 1810





"Here life goes on, even and monotonous on the surface, full of lightning, of summits and of despair, in its depths. We have now arrived at a stage in life so rich in new perceptions that cannot be transmitted to those at another stage - one feels at the same time full of so much gentleness and so much despair - the enigma of this life grows, grows, drowns one and crushes one, then all of a sudden in a supreme moment of light one becomes aware of the sacred."



—May Sarton





Thank you, Whiskey River.







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Louis Kahn, Architect: National Assembly, Bangladesh.

Louis Kahn, Architect: National Assembly, Bangladesh



“All material in nature,

the mountains and the streams and the air and we,

are made of Light which has been spent,

and this crumpled mass called material casts a shadow,

and the shadow belongs to Light.”



—Louis Kahn, Architect





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Jack Kerouac "The Gary Buddha,"(oil painting)

Painting by Jack Kerouac "The Gary Buddha."



The Stars are Words



Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize



“The stars are words”



and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words,

and so is this world too.



And I realize that no matter where I am,

whether in a little room full of thought,



or in this endless universe of stars and mountains,

it’s all in my mind.



—Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler





Thank you, Love is a Place





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