Crazy Wisdom

There is no other way of guarding oneself against flattery than by letting men understand that they will not offend you by speaking the truth; but when everyone can tell you the truth, you lose their respect.

~Niccolo Machiavelli~
 
The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.

~Barbara Hall~
 
Since love and fear can hardly exist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved.

~Niccolo Machiavelli~
 
Sweetpepper said:
How sweet the words of Truth, breath'd from the lips of Love.
There are no whole truths: all truths are half-truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that plays the devil.~~~~~~ Alfred North Whitehead:
 
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever.

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You can bend it and twist it... You can misuse and abuse it... But even God cannot change the Truth.

-ML


This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.

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Sweetpepper said:
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever.

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Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low. ~~~~~ Henry Ward Beecher
 
Oh what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive! ~~~~ Sir Walter Scott
 
Sweetpepper said:
What is better...a lie that draws a smile...or a truth that draws a tear?
For how long, can you draw a smile, before you finally draw many tears?
 
The Hardest question in the World To answer completely truthfully is...... How Are You?
 
Sweetpepper said:
The Hardest question in the World To answer completely truthfully is...... How Are You?
I am merely a figment of my own imagination, A mirage, that comes and goes.

The question is not......."How am I ?".

The question is.... "who am I ?".


How are you?
 
garbage can said:
I am merely a figment of my own imagination, A mirage, that comes and goes.

The question is not......."How am I ?".

The question is.... "who am I ?".


How are you?

The idea is in thyself. The impediment, too, is in thyself.

I know what I can know, and am not troubled about what I cannot know.

Wisdom will lead you to win the game. Think carefully about your next step.

How are you/// again?
 
The one question in the world where you can't speak the truth and say "YES" is "Have you fallen asleep?"
 
The clouds, the only birds that never sleep.
See yonder little cloud, that,
borne aloft So tenderly by the wind,
floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid in their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken.
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
 
Ernest Dowson:
They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses;
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.


Ernest Dowson:
 
Wisdom is not finally tested in the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof.

~Walt Whitman~
 
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.

~Douglas Adams~
 
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