Lover of mathematics, philosophy, the arts, my bicycle and my wife *
ANTIFA
Vegetarian since 1978
Currently having a lover’s quarrel with the world
* Not in that order
I initially put this off as “happy spin” but I may now see what she was getting at.
We can’t “find ourselves” because the self is continuously made, not found. It’s made anew every day.
I initially put this off as “happy spin” but I may now see what she was getting at.
We can’t “find ourselves” because the self is continuously made, not found. It’s made anew every day.
by Emile Claus
by Emile Claus
▪️Goethe
▪️Goethe
“Gods always behave like the people who make them.”
Zora Neale Hurston
“Gods always behave like the people who make them.”
Zora Neale Hurston
This isn't just wrong, it is diametrically wrong. Of all people, billionaires are uniquely/pathologically vulnerable to the lure of money. There is no "enough" for them.
This isn't just wrong, it is diametrically wrong. Of all people, billionaires are uniquely/pathologically vulnerable to the lure of money. There is no "enough" for them.
— Thornton Wilder
— Thornton Wilder
E.O. Wilson
E.O. Wilson
I know for a fact that knitting relaxes my wife and helps to put her mind at ease. How often I’ve heard, “Just a few more stitches!” as we’re leaving 😉
I know for a fact that knitting relaxes my wife and helps to put her mind at ease. How often I’ve heard, “Just a few more stitches!” as we’re leaving 😉
Británico, nacido en 1956.
Dibujando sobre el ocre.
Británico, nacido en 1956.
Dibujando sobre el ocre.
“Is this for…?”
“You betcha!”
Red toques are suddenly in vogue around town.
“Is this for…?”
“You betcha!”
Red toques are suddenly in vogue around town.
I am more proud of my neighbors today than I ever thought possible.
I am more ashamed of my country today than I ever thought possible.
I am more proud of my neighbors today than I ever thought possible.
I am more ashamed of my country today than I ever thought possible.
-Stefan Zweig-

-Stefan Zweig-

So often I'd waken to the muffled sound of her talking and singing quietly to herself downstairs, as she prepared breakfast. Just as I do to this day. I still hear her voice in mine. I smile some mornings, if only to see her reflected smile in the mirror.
So often I'd waken to the muffled sound of her talking and singing quietly to herself downstairs, as she prepared breakfast. Just as I do to this day. I still hear her voice in mine. I smile some mornings, if only to see her reflected smile in the mirror.
My normal state of mind.
My normal state of mind.
Only around the margins do humans find themselves on the same page.
Only around the margins do humans find themselves on the same page.