The eye of a human being is a microscope, which makes the world seem bigger than it really is.
Let the tutor not merely require a verbal account of what the boy has been taught but the meaning and the substance of it:let him judge how the child has profited from it not from the evidence of his memory but from that of his life. Let him take what the boy has just learned and make him show him dozens of different aspects of it andthen apply it to just as many different subjects, in order to find out whether he has really grasped it and make it part of himself,judging the boy's progress by what Plato taught about education. Spewing up food exactly as you have swallowed it is evidence of a failureto digest and assimilate it; the stomach has not done its job if, during concoction, it fails to change the substance and the form of what it is given.
Few people know how to take a walk. The qualifications are endurance, plain clothes, old shoes, an eye for nature, good humor, vast curiosity, good speech, good silence, and nothing too much.
The reader of these Memoirs will discover that I never had any fixed aim before my eyes, and that my system, if it can be called a system, has been to glide away unconcernedly on the stream of life, trusting to the wind wherever it led.
The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
I was in my thirteenth year when I heard a voice from God to help me govern my conduct. And the first time I was very much afraid.
Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
I've tried to reduce profanity but I reduced so much profanity when writing the book that I'm afraid not much could come out. Perhaps we will have to consider it simply as a profane book and hope that the next book will be less profane or perhaps more sacred.
Work at the same time on sky, water, branches, ground, keeping everything going on an equal basis... Don't be afraid of putting on colour... Paint generously and unhesitatingly, for it is best not to lose the first impression.
A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache.
Most of our energy goes into upholding our importance... if we were capable of losing some of that importance, two extraordinary things would happen to us. One, we would free our energy from trying to maintain the illusory idea of our grandeur;and two we would provide ourselves with enough energy to... catch a glimpse of the actual grandeur of the universe.
The older you get the stronger the wind gets - and it's always in your face.
Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdoms which cannot help itsef.? The genesis and maturation of the planet, its poise and orbit, the bended tree recovering itself from the strong wind, the vital resources of every animal and vegitable, are the demonstrations of the self-sufficing and therefore self-relying soul.
I have no fear of being less beautiful, I've always been afraid of not being beautiful.
Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid.
Courage is doing what you are afraid to do. There can be no courage unless you are scared.
There has been a change in men's attitudes toward their clothes. Men are more aware of fashion; they're not afraid of it.
The most successful men in the end are those whose success is the result of steady accretion. It is the man who carefully advances step by step, with his mind becoming wider and wider - and progressively better able to grasp any theme or situation -.
And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.
Who can blind lover's eyes?
But basically I try to investigate the site in terms of its potential for interfacing some material so that if I close my eyes I can walk the land.
If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.
What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.
Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind.
I wouldn't describe myself as lacking in confidence, but I would just say that - the ghosts you chase you never catch.