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Dr. Martin Luther King nominates Thich Nhat Hanh for the Nobel Peace Prize, January 25th, 1967, The Nobel Institute, Oslo, Norway
Jean Delville (1867-1953), L’oubli des passions
Kawase Hasui, (Japanese, 1883 - 1957) "Night Rain At Omiya," 1930, Woodblock print; ink and color on paper
Alphonse Osbert (1857 - 1939), Rêverie (détails), N/D
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Dr. Martin Luther King nominates Thich Nhat Hanh for the Nobel Peace Prize, January 25th, 1967, The Nobel Institute, Oslo, Norway"When another person makes you suffer,
it is because he suffers deeply within himself,
and his suffering is spilling over.
He does not need punishment; he needs help.
That’s the message he is sending."
―Thich Nhat Hanh
it is because he suffers deeply within himself,
and his suffering is spilling over.
He does not need punishment; he needs help.
That’s the message he is sending."
―Thich Nhat Hanh
Jean Delville (1867-1953), L’oubli des passions“Disturb us, O Lord when we are too well-pleased with ourselves when our dreams have come true because we dreamed too little, because we sailed too close to the shore. Disturb us, O Lord when with the abundance of things we possess, we have lost our thirst for the water of life when, having fallen in love with time, we have ceased to dream of eternity and in our efforts to build a new earth, we have allowed our vision of Heaven to grow dim. Stir us, O Lord to dare more boldly, to venture into wider seas where storms show Thy mastery, where losing sight of land, we shall find the stars. In the name of Him who pushed back the horizons of our hopes and invited the brave to follow. Amen.”
―Archbishop Emeritus Desmond Tutu adapted from an original prayer by Sir Francis Drake
―Archbishop Emeritus Desmond Tutu adapted from an original prayer by Sir Francis Drake
Kawase Hasui, (Japanese, 1883 - 1957) "Night Rain At Omiya," 1930, Woodblock print; ink and color on paper“The blue river is gray at morning
and evening. There is twilight
at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark
wondering if this quiet in me now
is a beginning or an end.”
―Jack Gilbert, “Waking at Night." With thanks to A Poet Reflects.
and evening. There is twilight
at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark
wondering if this quiet in me now
is a beginning or an end.”
―Jack Gilbert, “Waking at Night." With thanks to A Poet Reflects.
Alphonse Osbert (1857 - 1939), Rêverie (détails), N/DThe Secret
Two girls discover
the secret of life
in a sudden line of
poetry.
I who don’t know the
secret wrote
the line. They
told me
(through a third person)
they had found it
but not what it was
not even
what line it was. No doubt
by now, more than a week
later, they have forgotten
the secret,
the line, the name of
the poem. I love them
for finding what
I can’t find,
and for loving me
for the line I wrote,
and for forgetting it
so that
a thousand times, till death
finds them, they may
discover it again, in other
lines
in other
happenings. And for
wanting to know it,
for
assuming there is
such a secret, yes,
for that
most of all.
—Denise Levertov from O Taste and See. With thanks to Brain Pickings where you can hear Levertov reading this poem.
the secret of life
in a sudden line of
poetry.
I who don’t know the
secret wrote
the line. They
told me
(through a third person)
they had found it
but not what it was
not even
what line it was. No doubt
by now, more than a week
later, they have forgotten
the secret,
the line, the name of
the poem. I love them
for finding what
I can’t find,
and for loving me
for the line I wrote,
and for forgetting it
so that
a thousand times, till death
finds them, they may
discover it again, in other
lines
in other
happenings. And for
wanting to know it,
for
assuming there is
such a secret, yes,
for that
most of all.
—Denise Levertov from O Taste and See. With thanks to Brain Pickings where you can hear Levertov reading this poem.
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