When viewed from a great distance, it can be easy to miss life, itself; this, however, is a mistake, as it’s only life that gives the view whatever order or meaning you find there.
What I’ve learned from years of flying is that new perspectives reveal new beauties, and that a little distance can make sense out of things that puzzle us close up.
He had defined himself by what he did for years, so when he retired, he had all the time in the world, but felt like he had no self to spend it with.
The last self he remembered was the college version of himself, but trying that version on again just made him look ridiculous.
Silence is not a passive thing; it is, or can be, the very active pursuit of listening, of integrating completely with one’s surroundings. As such, it takes a tremendous amount of effort.
Beauty is always about balance and harmony: of similarity and difference, of symmetry and uniqueness. We instinctively respond to beauty, almost from birth, for in it is a type of key — to happiness, to morality, and to everything that lies beyond.
Entering for the first time, we saw a room, big and new, that smelled of newness and spare furniture; its most conspicuous feature was a series of brightly colored tiles covering most of the back wall. These followed no pattern my eyes could make out, but I was fascinated by them: it was as though, even then, my heart knew that art itself resides in the stories we imagine as much or more as any story explicitly told.
The earth is primarily comprised of iron, oxygen, love, silicon, magnesium, hope, sulfur, nickel, stubbornness, calcium, aluminum, and whimsy. Needless to say, this list also contains the elements of all good relationships.
The individual is real; abstractions are pointless vanities, save perhaps those of mathematics, which owes its existence to definitions. To theorize about the many is to know no one.