Tuesday, May 8, 2012

129. THE ...

The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.

{Blaise Pascal, Pensées}

Monday, May 7, 2012

128. ITS ...

'Its aim is to irritate, provoke and exhaust the emotions.'

{Nancy Mitford, Don't Tell Alfred}

Sunday, May 6, 2012

127. NO ...

No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.

{William Blake, Proverbs of Hell}

Saturday, May 5, 2012

126. WALKING ...


walking the city, taking the streets as they come,
down to the river, over the bridge and away
we run ...

{Bridget St. John, I Like To Be With You In The Sun}

Friday, May 4, 2012

125. THUS ...

Thus in reading, a lonely, quiet concert is given
for our minds, and they in turn, less noisily,
reach its meaning.

{Stéphane Mellarmé, The Book: A Spiritual Instrument}

Thursday, May 3, 2012

124. MY ...

My eyes have no memory; 
my steps, no plan.

{Simone de Beauvoir, America Day By Day}

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

123. I ...

I began with no memory,
I began with no future,
but I looked for that moment
when the mind was halved by a horizon.

{Derek Walcott, Names}

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

122. WHAT ...

What is most true is poetic.

{Helene Cixous, We Are Already In The Jaws Of The Book}