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Quote:- Rainer Maria Rilke greeted and wrestled with the angels of his Duino Elegies in the solitude of a castle surrounded by white cliffs tall trees and the sea. I greeted most of mine in the solitude of a house that still vibrated with the throbs of a singular life that had helped shape many lives and with the ache of attempts to render useful service to that life. The River of Winged Dreams was therefore constructed as a link between dimensions of past and future emotions and intellect and matter and spirit.
The River of Winged Dreams
Author:- Aberjhani
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Raise the bar higher than your opinion...
Stress Diary Journal
Author:- Gino Norris
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Raise your power in silence, become a dynamite of resilience.
Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
Author:- Abhijit Naskar
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Raised in a completely nonreligious family, Joliot never attended any church and was a thoroughgoing atheist all his life.
Complete Dictionary of Scientific Biography
Author:- Francis Perrin
Category:- science
Quote:- Random mutations much more easily debilitate genes than improve them, and that this is true even of the helpful mutations. Let me emphasize, our experience with malaria’s effects on humans (arguably our most highly studied genetic system) shows that most helpful mutations degrade genes. What’s more, as a group the mutations are incoherent, meaning that they are not adding up to some new system. They are just small changes - mostly degradative - in pre-existing, unrelated genes. The take-home lesson is that this is certainly not the kind of process we would expect to build the astonishingly elegant machinery of the cell. If random mutation plus selective pressure substantially trashes the human genome, why should we think that it would be a constructive force in the long term? There is no reason to think so.
Author:- Michael J. Behe
Category:- science
Quote:- RaptureI can feel she has got out of bed.That means it is seven a.m.I have been lying with eyes shut,thinking, or possibly dreaming,of how she might look if, at breakfast,I spoke about the hidden place in herwhich, to me, is like a soprano’s tremolo,and right then, over toast and bramble jelly,if such things are possible, she came.I imagine she would show it while trying to conceal it.I imagine her hair would fall about her faceand she would become apparently downcast,as she does at a concert when she is moved.The hypnopompic play passes, and I open my eyesand there she is, next to the bed,bending to a low drawer, picking overvarious small smooth black, white,and pink items of underwear. She bendsso low her back runs parallel to the earth,but there is no sway in it, there is little burden, the day has hardly begun.The two mounds of muscles for walking, leaping, lovemaking,lift toward the east—what can I say?Simile is useless; there is nothing like them on earth.Her breasts fall full; the nipplesare deep pink in the glare shining up through the iron barsof the gate under the earth where those who could not lovepress, wanting to be born again.I reach out and take her wristand she falls back into bed and at once starts unbuttoning my pajamas.Later, when I open my eyes, there she is again,rummaging in the same low drawer.The clock shows eight. Hmmm.With huge, silent effort of great,mounded muscles the earth has been turning.She takes a piece of silken clothfrom the drawer and stands up. Under the fallsof hair her face has become quiet and downcast,as if she will be, all day among strangers,looking down inside herself at our rapture.
A New Selected Poems
Author:- Galway Kinnell
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Rare and precious moments, how I long to live with you eternally! If only your sweetness never ceased to touch my lips, and the flutters you evoke nevermore faded away. I dream of your arm extended immeasurably to keep hold of my reaching hand. But Father Time, being a cruel master, will not grant such a wish. And so I tuck you away as cherished memories, stored in a treasure box buried in my heart. And in times of solitude, I shall bring you out to view like rainbows.
Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year
Author:- Richelle E. Goodrich
Category:- time
Quote:- Rather than asking yourself what it is you want to achieve, ask yourself what it is you can endure to achieve it.
Fail More: Embrace, Learn, and Adapt to Failure As a Way to Success
Author:- Bill Wooditch
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Rather than fight change, a more sensible approach is to learn to live with it. Or to make a living from it.
The Secrets of Consulting: A Guide to Giving and Getting Advice Successfully
Author:- Gerald M. Weinberg
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Rather than seek to numb the pain with addictive behaviour, you need to live with it an make friends with your brokenness. We can't expect to be perfect. Change does not usually happen instantaneously. There may be failures, but you when you know your brokenness it is no longer your hidden enemy. Rather, by God's grace, it can become the very means of your redemption.
Young Men Rise Up
Author:- Father Ken Barker
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- Rather than succumbing to our feelings, we confide in the temporality of our circumstances; we mustn’t permit the perceived hopelessness of such situations to dictate our emotional well-being.
Author:- Jay D'Cee
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Rather than the strength it takes to not lose, it's the strength to stand back up after a loss that is sometimes more valuable.
Spiral: The Bonds of Reasoning, Vol. 04
Author:- Kyo Shirodaira
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:The sun-comprehending glass,And beyond it, the deep blue air, that showsNothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
High Windows
Author:- Philip Larkin
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Rather than write about what you know, you told us, write about what you see. Assume that you know very little and that you'll never know much until you learn how to see.
The Friend
Author:- Sigrid Nunez
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Rationalism is false not because it seeks to express reality in rational mode, so far as this possible, but because it seeks to embrace the whole of reality in the realm of reason, as if the reason coincides with the very principle of things.
Author:- osman bakar
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Ravka might fall. The Grisha and the Second Army might scatter. But the world would be safe from Elizaveta and the Starless One.She thought of the cubs in the snow, of Liliyana shelling hazelnuts by the fire, of the Hall of the Golden Dome back at the Little Palace, crowded with Grisha, laughter echoing off its walls before the Darkling attacked. She thought of Nikolai facing the demon, the thorn like a dagger in his hands.This time I saved you, she thought as she collapsed. This time, I got it right.
King of Scars
Author:- Leigh Bardugo
Category:- hope