a love poem
How could your cheek not press a moment to his cheek, which presses itself to yours from now on? How could you not rise and go, with all that light at the window, those arms around you, and the sound coming and going, hard to say, of a single-engine plane in the distance that no one else hears? from “How could you not” by Galway Kinnell
I learned to value only that which truly activates what is in my heart. I came to value those experiences which activate my heart as it really is. I sought, more and more, only those experiences which have the capacity, the depth, to activate the feeling that is my real feeling, in my true childish heart. And I learned, slowly, to make things which are of that nature. -Christopher Alexander, The...
Two things: Sincerity is not a gift by but a duty. There is only one end: the genuine Good; and only one means: to be willing only to use those means which are genuinely good. The good is precisely the end. One may think that the end is the main thing and that one need not be so particular about the means. Yet this is not so. To gain an end in this fashion is an unholy act of impatience. ...
What is so seductive about texting, about keeping that phone on, about that little red light on the BlackBerry, is you want to know who wants you. … It used to be that people had a way of dealing with the world that was basically, ‘I have a feeling, I want to make a call.’ Now I would capture a way of dealing with the world, which is: ‘I want to have a feeling, I need...
The aesthetic life
“The aesthetic life is immediately lived—a life lived for ‘the moment.’ It is the lifestyle in which people are absorbed in satisfying their ‘natural’ desires and impulses, whether physical, emotional. or intellectual. These people are solely concerned with their own happiness and believe that the key to happiness is found in externals—who they know, what...
Two thoughts: If you want to be loathsome to God, just run with the crowd. s.k. I finished reading The History of Love today. I mourned its ending because I wanted to keep feeling the way I felt while reading it, which is difficult to maintain once you reach the last page and then can never read the book for the first time again.
Most systematizers stand in the same relation to their systems as the man who builds a great castle and lives in an adjoining shack; they do not live in their great systematic structure…Metaphorically speaking, a person’s ideas must be the building he lives in—otherwise there is something terribly wrong. S.K.
Satisfied with the fancy
In matters of love, it takes no time at all to become deceived. It is so easy to get a quick, fanciful picture of what love is and then to be satisfied with the fancy. It is still easier to get a few people to associate together in self-love, to be sought after and admired by them till the end… [Love of your neighbor], however, is self-renunciation’s love and therefore trusts in...