In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer. – Albert Camus

Still planning

And that’s what it’s all about, really, looking out a window at all the things you can imagine, and being a little terrified, but still looking and planning and staking out a path. – Rachel Corrie: Let Me Stand Alone

Maybe it is loneliness

When I ride in the dark on stark roads through dry, bald hills, I ache with desperate longing. I don’t know what I am longing for, maybe for some place of my own within these images, some place where I fit, instead of being the one human being still awake, the only thing moving across the hills in arid darkness. Maybe that ache is loneliness. I haven’t found a name for the feeling yet, nor do I know exactly what awakens it in me. But instinct warns me that it is too potent for me, that my soul is on the verge of cracking when I feel it that way. I cannot handle the sheer power of those wild emotions by myself. I have to find some way to share them. That is why I write. It’s instinctive. I just have to – because it is awake like lava in my blood, and sustains me.

Rachel Corrie; Let Me Stand Alone – The Journals of Rachel Corrie

Mary Browne

Preconceived notions are the locks on the door to wisdom. Mary Browne

I think…


Swami Sri Yukteswar

“I do not expect anything from others, so their actions cannot be in opposition to wishes of mine. – Sri Sri Swami Sri Yukteswar Giri “Autobiography of a Yogi”

Albert Einstein

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. – Albert Einstein