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Art is a step from nature toward the Infinite.
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.
Birth and death are the two noblest expressions of bravery.
We often borrow from our tomorrows to pay our debts to our yesterdays.
We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.
There is a space between man’s imagination and man’s attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.
Once every hundred years Jesus of Nazareth meets Jesus of the Christian in a garden among the hills of Lebanon. And they talk long; and each time Jesus of Nazareth goes away saying to Jesus of the Christian, "My friend, I fear we shall never, never agree."
Said a gracious wolf to a simple sheep, "Will you not honour our house with a visit?"
And the sheep answered: "We would have been honoured to visit your house if it were not in your stomach."
We are all seeking the summit of the holy mountain; but shall not our road be shorter if we consider the past a chart and not a guide?
The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply.