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Charles Baudelaire - Elevation
Above the valleys, over rills and meres,
Above the mountains, woods, the oceans, clouds,
Beyond the sun, past all ethereal bounds,
Beyond the borders of the starry spheres,
My agile spirit, how you take your flight!
Like a strong swimmer swooning on the sea
You gaily plough the vast immensity
With manly, inexpressible delight.
Fly far above this morbid, vaporous place;
Go cleanse yourself in higher, finer air,
And drink up, like a pure, divine liqueur,
Bright fire, out of clear and limpid space.
Beyond ennui, past troubles and ordeals
That load our dim existence with their weight,
Happy the strong-winged man, who makes the great
Leap upward to the bright and peaceful fields!
The man whose thoughts, like larks, take to their wings
Each morning, freely speeding through the air,
—Who soars above this life, interpreter
Of flowers’ speech, the voice of silent things!
Autumn - Rainer Maria Rilke
The leaves are falling, falling as from way off,
as though far gardens withered in the skies;
they are falling with denying gestures.
And in the night the heavy earth is falling
from all the stars down into loneliness.
We all are falling. This hand falls.
And look at others: it is in them all.
And yet there is one who holds this falling
endlessly gently in his hands.
Be om hjelp når du trenger det, og gi hjelp når du kan. Jeg tror det er slik vi er ment å tjene Gud - og hverandre og oss selv - i mørke tider som denne.
Science explains the world, but only Art can reconcile us to it.
I wanted to stop her; in the darkness and silence we occasionally managed to throw off our despair for a while by making each other forget.
Birth and death are the two noblest expressions of bravery.
Yes, there is a Nirvana; it is in leading your sheep to a green pasture, and in putting your child to sleep, and in writing the last line of your poem.
Art is a step from nature toward the Infinite.
What a blessing it is to love books.
Reading makes immigrants of us all — it takes us away from home, but more important, it finds homes for us everywhere.
HAZEL ROCHMAN
...you can choose choices but not outcomes.
Jeg forsøker å fremkalle bilder fra det jeg vil kalle dypt erfaringsmateriale som er felles for oss alle. Jeg mener musikken kan nå ned til det plan hvor en møter mennesket helt alene. Graver en seg forbi alle lag av nytte, materialisme etc., begynner det å bli et felleskap i ensomheten.
We bear our life`s path within ourselves, and the eternal stars of our fate burn within us
Jeg sitter et sted der jeg ser at medfølelsen med menneskene er helt avgjørende for kunsten.
Det spiller ingen rolle hva andre tror, det eneste som betyr noe er hva jeg selv tror.
Riches is nothing in the face of the Lord, for He can see into the heart.
I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
—John Burroughs
I never can feel certain of any truth but from a clear perception of its beauty.
—John Keats
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
—Novalis
Med vor blotte holdning til hinanden er vi med til at give hinandens verdens dens skikkelse. Hvilken vidde og farve den andens verden får for ham selv er jeg med til at bestemme med min holdning til ham. Jeg er med til at gøre den vid eller snæver, lys eller mørk, mangfoldig eller kedelig – og ikke mindst er jeg med til at gøre den truende eller tryg. Ikke ved teorier eller anskuelser, men ved min blotte holdning. Hvorfor der er en uudtalt, så at sige anonym fordring til os om at tage vare på det liv, som tilliden lægger i vor hånd.
(Fra dansk. Forlaget Klim, 2010).