Favorite saying

• "Imagination is the true and eternal world to which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. William Blake I don't care to belong to a club that accepts people like me as members. Groucho Marx My life is perfect, because i accept it as it is. Lenny Kravitz When the power of love is greater than the love of power, then the world will know peace. Jimi Hendrix Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions. Einstein “Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced, not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, rebellious, and immature.” Tom Robbins We are weighed down, every moment, by the conception and the sensation of Time. And there are but two means of escaping and forgetting this nightmare: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us. Work strengthens us. Let us choose. Charles Baudelaire "Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing." ~Helen Keller “We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.” Tom Robbins "You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed" Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much. Oscar Wilde "Sometimes all we can see is what we want to see, even if it is no where close to what is, or what will be, But we squint and glint to make sure we get the letters right, we move ahead some days, and backslide occasionally if we have a bad night. All we are, is all we know, and all we wish to be, wrapped together sometimes precariously. There are always unknown forces in motion, a galactic potion, that moves back and forth to push the ocean, and crumble the mountains down, shear forces that sprinkle the ground with all we know of life, even the vines grow with strife. If words could be food, then music is water, let's make some soup and forget all this fodder, and smile and be merry with those that we love. Every once in a while casting a grin above." Depending on where you heart flows, is the only map that any one really knows. Of course what if you need to catch that train station on time, as you weave into an established paradigm, and series of roots and stems, feeding the city to each of it’s limbs. Mountainous cinders jutting upwards like earthen pylons, each harboring it’s fair share of sun, and hulking shadowy doppelganger. Where does it all begin or end, or does it just all blend in?"