rosa leveroni
wat een heldere nacht, mijn lief!
we kunnen op sterren gaan vissen
die een gloed van groene schubben
achterlaten op onze hand.
wat een mooie nacht, mijn lief!
ze ruikt naar jonge maan,
ik zie ons varen op de fijne geur
met de nasmaak van munt.
maria barnas
ik schilde een rode appel en zag het bleke
john dewey
be silent, silentium
anais nin
and the day came 
de
werkelijkheid
is
een
voortdurend
worden
........
strange how a teapot
can represent at the same time
the comforts of solitude
and the pleasures of company
elegy
paulo coelho
my heart is afraid that it will have to suffer...
tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself - and that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with eternity.
the alchemist
don't believe everything you think
eleanor roosevelt
many people
will walk in and
out of your life,
but only true friends
will leave footprints
in your heart
private witt
we were a familySteve Jobs, co-founder of Apple and Pixar
your time is limited, pessoa
to be great, be whole
don’t make anything you are bigger or into nothing
be all in everything
lay as much as you are in the least thing you do.
nisargadatta maharaj
there is no such thing as a person
there are only restrictions and limitations
the sum total of these defines the person
(...)
the person merely appears to be,
like the space within the pot appears
to have the shape and volume
and smell of the pot
chogyam trungpa
arise! arise! tiger of the east.
l'esprit cherche
et c'est le coeur
qui trouve
george sand
the old woman I shall become
will be quite different from the
woman I am now -
another I is beginning....