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  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    The world turns and the world changes,
    But one thing does not change.
    In all of my years, one thing does not change.
    However you disguise it, this thing does not change:
    The perpetual struggle of Good and Evil.
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    Where is the Life we have lost in living?
    Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
    Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    We only live, only suspire
    Consumed by either fire or fire.
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    Suspended in time, between pole and tropic.
    When the short day is brightest, with frost and fire,
    The brief sun flames the ice, on pond and ditches,
    In windless cold that is the heart’s heat,
    Reflecting in a watery mirror
    A glare that is blindness in the early afternoon.
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    Or when, under ether, the mind is conscious but conscious of nothing—
    I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
    For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,
    For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
    But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
    Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
    So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    The only wisdom we can hope to acquire
    Is the wisdom of humility: humility is endless.
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    In my beginning is my end. In succession
    Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
    Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place
    Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass.
    Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires,
    Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth
    Which is already flesh, fur and faeces,
    Bone of man and beast, cornstalk and leaf.
  • Maria Mokhovaцитирует3 года назад
    Прошлое и будущее уже не случится,
    мы только в настоящем, на грани мысли.
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