I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
E. E. CummingsRead
Peering from some high window; at the gold of November sunset _x000D_ (and feeling that if day has to become night this is a beautiful way).
Interpretation
This quote reflects a sense of appreciation for the beauty found in transitions, specifically the change from day to night.
E. E. Cummings captures the essence of finding beauty in the transition from day to night, particularly in a November sunset. It suggests that even though change may come with darkness, it can also bring magnificent beauty, encouraging us to embrace the inevitable cycles of life and to recognize the splendor in moments of transformation.
In practice
During a meditation session, to reflect on the beauty in lifeβs transitions.
I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
When god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.
Loss of genetic diversity in agriculture is leading us to a rendezvous with extinction--to the doorstep of hunger on a scale we refuse to imagine. To simplify the environment as we have done with agriculture is to destroy the complex interrelationships that hold the natural world together. Reducing the diversity of life, we narrow our options for the future and render our own survival more precarious.
When I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the pool of nocturnal sky, for I was lying on my back with out-stretched arms, face to face with that hatchery of stars. Only half awake, still unaware that those depths were sky, having no roof between those depths and me, no branches to screen them, no root to cling to, I was seized with vertigo and felt myself as if flung forth and plunging downward like a diver.
Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly well know whither, And rest I well know where.
The reason to preserve wilderness is that we need it. We need wilderness of all kinds, large and small, public and private. Wee need to go now and again into places where our work is disallowed, where our hopes and plans have no standing. We need to come into the presence of the unqualified and mysterious formality of Creation.
If we all used clotheslines, we could save 30 million tons of coal a year, or shut down 15 nuclear power plants. And you don't have to wait to start. Yours could be up by this afternoon. To be specific, buy 50 feet of clothesline and a $3 bag of clothespins and become a solar energy pioneer.
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