few

29 02 2008

‘Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.’

- Albert Einstein




greatly

28 02 2008

‘If you greatly desire something, have the guts to stake everything on obtaining it.’

- Brendan Francis




serves

27 02 2008

‘Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy, and strength, if faced with an open mind. Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.’

- Henry Miller




memory

26 02 2008

‘A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.’

- Donna Roberts




so

25 02 2008

‘I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way.’

- Pablo Neruda




me

24 02 2008

‘Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.’

- Albert Camus




reminding

23 02 2008

‘Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one.’

- Stella Adler




stories

22 02 2008

‘Why do you think the old stories tell of men who set out on great journeys to impress the gods? Because trying to impress people just isn’t worth the time and effort.’

- Henry Rollins




telling

21 02 2008

‘Personal history must be constantly renewed by telling parents, relatives, and friends everything one does. On the other hand, for the warrior who has no personal history, no explanations are needed; nobody is angry or disillusioned with his acts. And above all, no one pins him down with their thoughts and their expectations.’

- Carlos Castaned




images

20 02 2008

‘I will not be just a tourist in the world of images, just watching images passing by which I cannot live in, make love to, possess as permanent sources of joy and ecstasy.’

- Anais Nin