A poem from Ryokan 良寛 世の中は 何にたとへん 山彦の こたふる聲の 空しきがごと —良寛 Our life in this world– to what shall I compare it? Its like an echo resounding through the mountains and off into the empty sky. —Ryokan (Translated by Steven D. Carter)
All things of great beauty and full of grace, of charms are here...
Why is geometry often described as ‘cold’ and ‘dry?’ One reason lies in its inability to describe the shape of a cloud, a mountain, a coastline, or a tree. Clouds are not spheres, mountains are not cones, coastlines are not circles, and bark is not smooth, nor does lightning travel in a straight line… Nature exhibits not simply a higher degree but an altogether different level of complexity.
"Publish or perish..."
A common motto for university professors in the 20th century... Now, with the advent of social media, this is applicable for most people as well...
Once you pass a certain age, life becomes nothing more than a process of continual loss. Things that are important in your life begin to slip out of your grasp, one after another, like a comb losing teeth. And the only things that come to take their place are worthless imitations.
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via harukimurakami)
Do not ask what your country can do for you - instead, ask what you can do to your countrymen :) lol