The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.
~ Anais Nin
There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.
~ Dejan Stojanovic
In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth.
~ Rachel Carson
When I am in my mind,
My mind gives me what it has:
When I am in my heart
My heart gives me what it is:
Bless the poets, the workers for justice, the dancers of ceremony, the singers of heartache, the visionaries, all makers and carriers of fresh meaning—We will all make it through, despite politics and wars, despite failures and misunderstandings. There is only love.
~ Joy Harjo, Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings: Poems
All you can do is this: Whatever you experience, whether tangible or intangible, look underneath the experience, like a child looking for a lizard under a stone. You’re not expecting anything to be there, but you’re always wondering if there might be.
~ Richard Leviton
We’re only here for a short while. And I think it’s such a lucky accident, having been born, that we’re almost obliged to pay attention. In some ways, this is getting far afield. I mean, we are – as far as we know – the only part of the universe that’s self-conscious. We could even be the universe’s form of consciousness. We might have come along so that the universe could look at itself. I don’t know that, but we’re made of the same stuff that stars are made of, or that floats around in space. But we’re combined in such a way that we can describe what it’s like to be alive, to be witnesses. Most of our experience is that of being a witness. We see and hear and smell other things. I think being alive is responding.
~ Mark Strand