I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Neil Gaiman
"Oh, monsters are scared," said Lettie. "That's why they're monsters. And as for grown-ups..." She stopped talking, rubbed her freckled nose with a finger. Then, "I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world."
--The Ocean at the End of the Lane
as chronicled by
Darcie
Monday, August 31, 2015
Dalai Lama
It's only logical: If I am only happy for myself, many fewer chances for happiness. If I am happy when good things happen to other people, billions more chances to be happy!
as chronicled by
Susan
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Dana Stevens
...when Channing Tatum dances, it’s hard to pay attention to anything else.
-Channing Tatum: The embodiment of the movie star. Slate Magazine 6/30/15
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Susan
Monday, June 29, 2015
Sheldon Cooper
"I won't say that all senior citizens who can't master technology should be publicly flogged. But, if we made an example of one or two it might give the others incentive to try harder."
-Sheldon Cooper, character on The Big Bang Theory
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Susan
John Wesley's Rule
Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as you ever can.
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as you ever can.
as chronicled by
Darcie
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Atul Gawande
How we seek to spend our time may depend on how much time we perceive ourselves to have. . . . When horizons are measured in decades, ...you most desire all that stuff at the top of Maslow's pyramid ─achievement, creativity, and other attributes of "self-actualization." But as your horizons contract ─when you see the future ahead of you as finite and uncertain─ your focus shifts to the here and now, to everyday pleasures and the people closest to you. (p 97)
The problem with medicine and the institutions it has spawned for the care of the sick and the old is not that they have had an incorrect view of what makes life significant. The problem is that they have had almost no view at all. Medicine's focus is narrow. Medical professionals concentrate on repair of health, not sustenance of the soul. Yet─and this is the painful paradox─we have decided that they should be the ones who largely define how we live in our waning days. For more than half a century now, we have treated the trials of sickness, aging, and mortality as medical concerns. It's been an experiment in social engineering, putting our fates in the hands of people valued more for their technical prowess than for their understanding of human needs.
That experiment has failed. If safety and protection were all we sought in life, perhaps we could conclude differently. But because we seek a life of worth and purpose, and yet are routinely denied the conditions that might make it possible, there is no other way to see what modern society has done. (p 128)
Gawande, Atul. Being Mortal: Medicine and What Matters in the End. New York: Metropolitan , Henry Holt, 2014. Print.
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Susan
Friday, June 26, 2015
David Whyte
The ultimate touchstone of friendship is not improvement, neither of the self nor the other: the ultimate touchstone is witness, the privilege of having been seen by someone and the equal privilege of being granted the sight of the essence of another, to have walked with them and to have believed in them, and sometimes just to have accompanied them for however brief a span, on a journey impossible to accomplish alone.
as chronicled by
Darcie
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Richard Bach
It's like, at the end, there's this surprise quiz: Am I proud of me? I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth what I paid?
as chronicled by
Darcie
Edward Abbey
One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am - a reluctant enthusiast....a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it's still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this: You will outlive the bastards.
as chronicled by
Darcie
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
NEH
I know! We will paint the garage so it looks like the A-Team van is parked inside! That would be so awesome! You always said you wanted a mural. I have vacation days coming up and you can't be home all the time...
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Darcie
Monday, May 18, 2015
Tony Schwartz
Making others feel more valued makes us feel more valuable.
~The Enduring Hunt for Personal Value, NY Times May 1, 2015
~The Enduring Hunt for Personal Value, NY Times May 1, 2015
as chronicled by
Susan
Friday, May 15, 2015
Barbara Kingsolver
Does a man become a revolutionary out of the belief he’s entitled to joy rather than submission?
--The Lacuna (2009)
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Darcie
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Walter Benjamin
By avoiding the sight of the dying, ...one misses the moment when the meaning of a life is completed and illuminated in its ending.
-philosopher, 1930s, as reported by Deborah Lutz in NY Times See Death as a Triumph, Not a Failure (May 9, 2015)
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Susan
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Michael Lauchlan
Detroit Pheasant
From a window, the boss calls to us
where we load his truck with bricks.
"Turn around fellas-look."
A pheasant wades through the brown grass
across the street, vanishing
and emerging from the tangle.
A shed leans near a phone pole.
Bumpers glint from the weeds.
Blocks from the old foundation
angle through the earth.
The pheasant paces his courtyard.
We have killed the city which lived here.
The hieroglyph of its streets and rails
has joined the ancient lost tongues.
Buds unfold on a dwarf maple.
A rooster hollers.
--from Trumbull Ave. (2015)From a window, the boss calls to us
where we load his truck with bricks.
"Turn around fellas-look."
A pheasant wades through the brown grass
across the street, vanishing
and emerging from the tangle.
A shed leans near a phone pole.
Bumpers glint from the weeds.
Blocks from the old foundation
angle through the earth.
The pheasant paces his courtyard.
We have killed the city which lived here.
The hieroglyph of its streets and rails
has joined the ancient lost tongues.
Buds unfold on a dwarf maple.
A rooster hollers.
as chronicled by
Darcie
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