How happy is the little stoneThat rambles in the road alone,And doesn't care about careers,And exigencies never fears;Whose coat of elemental brownA passing universe put on;And independent as the sun,Associates or glows alone,Fulfilling absolute decreeIn casual simplicity.
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Quote:- How heron comesIt is a negligence of the mindnot to notice how at duskheron comes to the pond andstands there in his death robes, perfectservant of the system, hungry, his eyesfull of attention, his wingspure light
Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
Author:- Mary Oliver
Category:- poetry
Quote:- How I go to the woodsOrdinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a singlefriend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable.I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can siton the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almostunhearable sound of the roses singing.If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must loveyou very much.
Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
Author:- Mary Oliver
Category:- poetry
Quote:- How I wish I was like the water,Flowing so freely with every dropLet my every emotion wonder,No need to start, nor even stopHow I wish I was like the fire,Burning with every flame upLeaving a trace of hot desireAs a Phoenix raises its' wings upHow I wish I was like the earth,Raising each flower from the groundSeeing the beauty of death and birthAnd then returning to the groundHow I wish I was like the wind,Hearing each whisper, sound and thoughtA lonesome and wandering little wind,Shattering all that has been soughtOh, how I wish I was where you are,Not separated by empty space, so farIt seems like we're galaxies apart,But we find hope within our heartAnd how I wish I was all of the above,So I can come below and yet forget,The beauty of angels which come down like a doveAnd demons who love with no regret.
Author:- Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
Category:- hope
Quote:- How I wish more women can be heard.Can be skilled and educated.Can be empowered and given opportunities.Can be respected and be credited.Can be loved and valued.Can have their choices and opinion .Can have their privacy and freedom.Cannot be policed nor by their looks, clothes or behavior.Can take accountability and responsibility for their actions.Can own up to their decision.To all women out there.Happy International Women's DayWe love and appreciate you.
Author:- De philosopher DJ Kyos
Category:- best
Quote:- How inappropriate to call this planet "Earth," when it is clearly "Ocean.
Author:- Arthur C. Clarke
Category:- science
Quote:- How is the duration of a relationship relative to what those involved in it feel?
A Little Chorus of Love
Author:- Sreesha Divakaran
Category:- time
Quote:- How keen everyone is to make this world their home forgetting its impermanence. It's like trying to see and name constellations in a fireworks display.
The Wasted Vigil
Author:- Nadeem Aslam
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- How little we know of what there is to know. I wish that I were going to live a long time instead of going to die today because I have learned much about life in these four days; more, I think than in all other time. I'd like to be an old man to really know. I wonder if you keep on learning or if there is only a certain amount each man can understand. I thought I knew so many things that I know nothing of. I wish there was more time.
For Whom The Bell Tolls
Author:- Ernest Hemingway
Category:- knowledge,time
Quote:- How long will you check under your bed for monsters, you got to stop one day. Make your today that one day.
Author:- Sarvesh Jain
Category:- motivational
Quote:- How long you can sit quietly and alone with your thoughts in peace is a direct indication of how happy and at peace you really are.
Spiritual Words to Live by : 81 Daily Wisdoms and Meditations to Transform Your Life
Author:- Todd Perelmuter
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- How long your closet held a whiff of you,Long after hangers hung austere and bare.I would walk in and suddenly the trueSharp sweet sweat scent controlled the airAnd life was in that small still living breath.Where are you? since so much of you is here,Your unique odour quite ignoring death.My hands reach out to touch, to hold what's dearAnd vital in my longing empty arms.But other clothes fill up the space, your space,And scent on scent send out strange false alarms.Not of your odour there is not a trace.But something unexpected still breaks throughThe goneness to the presentness of you.
The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
Author:- Madeleine L'Engle
Category:- poetry
Quote:- How low do you want this fire to burn for it to cast no shadows?
zero dark thirty
Author:- Dean Cocozza
Category:- Love
Quote:- How many summers had I been alive? The obvious answer was as many summers as my age; but for some reason I felt the presence of another number, a different, realer number somewhere out there in the world. I thought about this as I gazed into the summer glare.
Breasts and Eggs
Author:- Mieko Kawakami
Category:- time
Quote:- How mightily sometimes we make us comforts of our losses!
All's Well That Ends Well
Author:- William Shakespeare
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- How much do you love me?"She drew in a breath and let it out. "Too much.""Too much is just enough for this man.""And do you love me?" she whispered."I have always loved you. Always. You know that.
Once Upon a Scandal
Author:- Delilah Marvelle
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- How much evil throughout history could have been avoided had people exercised their moral acuity with convictional courage and said to the powers that be, 'No, I will not. This is wrong, and I don't care if you fire me, shoot me, pass me over for promotion, or call my mother, I will not participate in this unsavory activity.' Wouldn't world history be rewritten if just a few people had actually acted like individual free agents rather than mindless lemmings?
Everything I Want to Do Is Illegal: War Stories from the Local Food Front
Author:- Joel Salatin
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- How much happier you would be, how much more of you there would be if the hammer of a higher God could smash your small cosmos, scattering the stars like spangles and leave you in the open - free like other men to look up, as well as down. And it must be remembered that the most purely practical science does take this view of mental evil. It does not seek to argue with it like a heresy, but simply to slap it like a spell. Neither modern science nor ancient religion believes in complete free thought. Theology rebukes certain thoughts by calling them blasphemous. Science rebukes certain thoughts by calling them morbid.
Orthodoxy
Author:- G.K. Chesterton
Category:- science
Quote:- How much more of the mosque, of prayer and fasting?Better go drunk and begging round the taverns.Khayyam, drink wine, for soon this clay of yoursWill make a cup, bowl, one day a jar.When once you hear the roses are in bloom,Then is the time, my love, to pour the wine;Houris and palaces and Heaven and Hell-These are but fairy-tales, forget them all.
Author:- Omar Khayyám
Category:- time
Quote:- How much of your life had been happenstance? How much of your life had been a roll of the big polyhedral die in the sky? But then, weren’t all lives that way? Who could say, in the end, that they had chosen any of it?
Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow
Author:- Gabrielle Zevin
Category:- Life