“My father gave my stature tall,
And rule of life decorous;
My mother my nature genial
And joy in making stories;
Full well my grandsire loved the fair,
A tendency that lingers;
My grandam gold and gems so rare,
An itch still in the fingers.
If no part from this complex all
Can now be separated,
What can you name original
That is in me created?
- - -
GER:
Vom Vater hab ich die Statur,
Des Lebens ernstes Führen,
Von Mütterchen die Frohnatur
Und Lust zu fabulieren.
Urahnherr war der Schönsten hold,
Das spukt so hin und wieder,
Urahnfrau liebte Schmuck und Gold,
Das zuckt wohl durch die Glieder.
Sind nun die Elemente nicht
Aus dem Komplex zu trennen,
Was ist denn an dem ganzen Wicht
Original zu nennen?
Zahme Xenien VI.”
― Xenien
And rule of life decorous;
My mother my nature genial
And joy in making stories;
Full well my grandsire loved the fair,
A tendency that lingers;
My grandam gold and gems so rare,
An itch still in the fingers.
If no part from this complex all
Can now be separated,
What can you name original
That is in me created?
- - -
GER:
Vom Vater hab ich die Statur,
Des Lebens ernstes Führen,
Von Mütterchen die Frohnatur
Und Lust zu fabulieren.
Urahnherr war der Schönsten hold,
Das spukt so hin und wieder,
Urahnfrau liebte Schmuck und Gold,
Das zuckt wohl durch die Glieder.
Sind nun die Elemente nicht
Aus dem Komplex zu trennen,
Was ist denn an dem ganzen Wicht
Original zu nennen?
Zahme Xenien VI.”
― Xenien
“If you love the wrong one so much, just imagine how much you can love the right one.”
― Humans of New York
― Humans of New York
“Dan: Thats what I love about music.
Gretta: What?
Dan: One of the most banal scenes
is suddenly invested...
with so much meaning.
All these banalities.
Theyre suddenly turned into these...
these beautiful, effervescent pearls.
From music.”
―
Gretta: What?
Dan: One of the most banal scenes
is suddenly invested...
with so much meaning.
All these banalities.
Theyre suddenly turned into these...
these beautiful, effervescent pearls.
From music.”
―
“THE GUEST HOUSE This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.”
― The Essential Rumi
― The Essential Rumi
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