The words are purposes.

The words are maps.

-Adrienne Rich, “Diving into the Wreck”

The breaking of so great a thing should make a greater crack.

-Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra

I wish people were all trees and I think I could enjoy them then.

— Georgia O’Keefe, 1921

Why must one talk? Often one shouldn’t talk, but live in silence. The more one talks, the less the words mean.

-Anna Karina

All in the golden afternoon

Full leisurely we glide;

For both our oars, with little skill,

By little arms are plied,

While little hands make vain pretense

Our wanderings to guide.

Alice! A childish story take,

And, with a gentle hand,

Lay it where Childhood’s dreams are twined

In Memory’s mystic band,

Like pilgrim’s wither’d wreath of flowers

Pluck’d in a far-off land.

All in the golden afternoon

Full leisurely we glide;

For both our oars, with little skill,

By little arms are plied,

While little hands make vain pretense

Our wanderings to guide.

-Lewis Carroll

An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.

— Martin Luther King Junior

Woman’s nudity is wiser than the philosopher’s teachings.

— Max Ernst

You are an ocean in a drop of dew, all the universe in a think sack of blood -Rumi

Every man is our brother, and every man’s burden is our own. Where poverty exists, all are poorer. Where hate flourishes, all are corrupted. Where injustice reins, all are unequal.

— Whitney M. Young

Most people are on the world, not in it— having no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them— undiffused separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate.

— John Muir