Life is an operation which is done in a forward direction. One lives toward the future, because to live consists inexorably in doing, in each individual life making itself.
Category Archive: May 9
The essence of man is, discontent, divine discontent; a sort of love without a beloved, the ache we feel in a member we no longer have.
I love the sound of the saxophone. It became my singing voice, and it sounds so human. The saxophone could carry the words past the border of words. It can carry it a little bit farther.
Bottom line, I have to follow what my soul says, or my spirit. And my spirit said that poetry and the arts should be without borders, should be without political borders.
The homeland affects you directly: it affects your body; it affects the collective mind and the collective heart and the collective spirit.
I believe in the sun. In the tangle of human failures of fear, greed and forgetfulness, the sun gives me clarity.
Rancor is an outpouring of a feeling of inferiority.
There is but one way left to save a classic; to give up revering him and use him for our own salvation.
In order to master the unruly torrent of life the learned man meditates, the poet quivers, and the political hero erects the fortress of his will.
We do not live to think, but, on the contrary, we think in order that we may succeed in surviving.