Tell me,

why

do People

turn

TRUTH

into a Lie ?

FORGIVENESS

is the Fragrance
the Violet sheds
on the Heel that crushed it ...

( Mark Twain )

Do small Things
with great

LOVE !

( Mother Teresa
of Calcutta )

 

 

I am my Father's Daughter ! I am not afraid of anything.

( Cate Blanchett in " Elizabeth " the Movie )

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love creates no Laws. It brakes them all ...

( from " KRISTIN LAVRANSDATTER " ~ my favorite Film )

BEING DEEPLY LOVED BY SOMEONE

 

GIVES YOU STRENGTH,

 

WHILE LOVING SOMEONE DEEPLY

 

GIVES YOU COURAGE.

( Lao Tzu )

SO TRUE...

 

The fragrance always remains
in the hand that gives
the Rose.

( Heda Bejar )

 

Animals are my FRIENDS... I don't eat my Friends.

( George Bernard Shaw )

 

If a Man aspires towards a righteous Life,
his first Act of Abstinence is from Injury to Animals.

( Albert Einstein )

And so,
with a boundless Heart
should one

CHERISH ALL

living Things !

( Buddha )

Life could be
so wonderful !
If we just knew
what to do with it ...

( Greta Garbo )

Only

PASSION,

great Passion ~ can burn a Life.

( Anonymous )

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE LOVER, by Marguerite Duras

ART IS

THE TANGIBLE EVIDENCE

OF THE HUMAN SPIRIT

( Dory Grade )

FINE ART

IS KNOWLEDGE

MADE VISIBLE

( Gustave Courbet )

 

TIME

does not

heal Wounds.

It merely

softens the

PAIN

and blurs

the

MEMORIES...

( Arthur Schopenauer )

 

 

Photo by ( my friend ) Jochen Zindikus

 

 

 

 

We gather Strength
from Sadness and
from Pain ~ each time
we die, we learn
to live again.

( Unknown )

 

 

Be patient
toward all
that is unsolved
in your Heart
and try
to love
the questions
themselves.

( Rainer Maria Rilke )

I'm not gettin' any younger.
But
I am deeper,
richer, wiser, stronger

( Spring Gross )

 

 

 

 

 

 

" At that instant s / he saw, in one blaze of light, an image of unutterable conviction, the reason why the Artist works and lives and has his being, the reward he seeks, the only reward he really cares about, without which there is nothing : it is to snare the spirits of mankind in nets of magic, to make his life prevail through his creation, to wreak the vision of his life, the rude and painful substance of his own experience, into the congruence of blazing and enchanted images that are themselves the core of life, the essential pattern whence all other things proceed, the kernel of eternity. "

Thomas Wolfe