Quote:- The holy path is the paradise of praying.
Author:- Lailah Gifty Akita
Category:- motivational
Quote:- The horizon was indistinguishable from the inky black, which fell upon the desert like a sorcerer’s mantle shot through with diamonds. The stars were so tiny, so far away, and yet, at the moment, with her fingers curled around his, he almost felt as though he could reach up and snag one by the tail.
Author:- V.S. Carnes
Category:- inspiration,hope
Quote:- The horses suddenly began to neigh, protestingAgainst those who were drowning them in the ocean.The horses sank to the bottom, neighing, neighing.Until they had all gone down.That is all. Nevertheless, I pity them,Those bay horses, that never saw land again.
Things That Happened
Author:- Boris Slutsky
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The hot sun struck the backs of their close-shaven necks. It was a peaceful, uneventful, glorious Sunday afternoon. Yet, Kiyoaki remained convinced that at the bottom of this world, which was like a leather bag filled with water, there was a little hole, and it seemed to him that he could hear time leaking from it, drop by drop.
Spring Snow
Author:- Yukio Mishima
Category:- time
Quote:- The hours are numerous and the clock seldom measures the time that passes inside us, the real lifetime, and because of this many days can fit into a few hours, and vice versa, and numbers of years can be an imprecise measure of a man's lifetime, he who dies at forty has perhaps actually lived much longer than he who dies at ninety.
Himnaríki og helvíti
Author:- Jón Kalman Stefánsson
Category:- time
Quote:- The hours here are flat and round, disks of gray layered one on top of the other...they move slowly, at a grind, until it seems as though they are not moving at all. They are just pressing down...
Pandemonium
Author:- Lauren Oliver
Category:- time
Quote:- The house was inherited. Death had furnished it for her. She trod in the dining-room on the Turkey carpet of her fathers; she regulated her day by the excellent black clock on the mantelpiece which she remembered from childhood; her walls were entirely covered by the photographs her illustrious deceased friends had either given herself or her father, with their own handwriting across the lower parts of their bodies, and the windows, shrouded by the maroon curtains of all her life, were decorated besides with the selfsame aquariums to which she owed her first lessons in sealore, and in which still swam slowly the goldfishes of her youth.
The Enchanted April
Author:- Elizabeth von Arnim
Category:- time
Quote:- The House Was Quiet and the World Was CalmThe house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became the book; and summer night Was like the conscious being of the book. The house was quiet and the world was calm. The words were spoken as if there was no book, Except that the reader leaned above the page, Wanted to lean, wanted much to be The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom The summer night is like a perfection of thought. The house was quiet because it had to be. The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind: The access of perfection to the page. And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world, In which there is no other meaning, itself Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself Is the reader leaning late and reading there.
Transport to Summer
Author:- Wallace Stevens
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The house without a mother is an empty house indeed.
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Love
Quote:- The huge round lunar clock was a gristmill. Shake down all the grains of Time—the big grains of centuries, and the small grains of years, and the tiny grains of hours and minutes—and the clock pulverized them, slid Time silently out in all directions in a fine pollen, carried by cold winds to blanket the town like dust, everywhere. Spores from that clock lodged in your flesh to wrinkle it, to grow bones to monstrous size, to burst feet from shoes like turnips. Oh, how that great machine…dispensed Time in blowing weathers.
Farewell Summer
Author:- Ray Bradbury
Category:- time
Quote:- The human body is controlled by the mind of the soul. These bodies are life infused, self-actualized, structured units of gathered dust... Actively engaged In the continuous creation of themselves through source spirit.
The Wealth Reference Guide: An American Classic
Author:- Hendrith Smith
Category:- Life
Quote:- The human body is God, if you worship it, it will give you happiness in return, and if you neglect it, it will also ignore you.
Author:- Sayam Pradhan
Category:- best
Quote:- The human body resonates at the same frequency as Mother Earth. So instead of only focusing on trying to save the earth, which operates in congruence to our vibrations, I think it is more important to be one with each other. If you really want to remedy the earth, we have to mend mankind. And to unite mankind, we heal the Earth. That is the only way. Mother Earth will exist with or without us. Yet if she is sick, it is because mankind is sick and separated. And if our vibrations are bad, she reacts to it, as do all living creatures.
Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
Author:- Suzy Kassem
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- The human capacity for self-delusion is apparently infinite – and if that is the case, how are we ever meant to know, except by existing in a state of absolute pessimism, that once again we are fooling ourselves?
Outline
Author:- Rachel Cusk
Category:- hope
Quote:- The human digestive tract is like the Amtrak line from Seattle to Los Angeles: transit time is about thirty hours, and the scenery on the last leg is pretty monotonous.
Gulp: Adventures on the Alimentary Canal
Author:- Mary Roach
Category:- science
Quote:- The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed;The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.
Author:- Charlotte Brontë
Category:- best
Quote:- The human mind delights in finding pattern—so much so that we often mistake coincidence or forced analogy for profound meaning. No other habit of thought lies so deeply within the soul of a small creature trying to make sense of a complex world not constructed for it.
The Flamingo's Smile: Reflections in Natural History
Author:- Stephen Jay Gould
Category:- science
Quote:- The human mind is an incredible thing. It can conceive of the magnificence of the heavens and the intricacies of the basic components of matter. Yet for each mind to achieve its full potential, it needs a spark. The spark of enquiry and wonder.Often that spark comes from a teacher. Allow me to explain. I wasn’t the easiest person to teach, I was slow to learn to read and my handwriting was untidy. But when I was fourteen my teacher at my school in St Albans, Dikran Tahta, showed me how to harness my energy and encouraged me to think creatively about mathematics. He opened my eyes to maths as the blueprint of the universe itself. If you look behind every exceptional person there is an exceptional teacher. When each of us thinks about what we can do in life, chances are we can do it because of a teacher.
Brief Answers to the Big Questions
Author:- Stephen Hawking
Category:- science