Showing posts with label milan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label milan. Show all posts
8.2.15
10.7.13
31.7.12
(that hews mountain and continent, Earth, all, out; who, with trickling increment, Veins violets and tall trees makes more and more) Could
Those years and years by of world without event
That in Majorca Alfonso watched the door
21.7.12
play
the experience of joyful play is not something that must be sought on some mystical margin of existence; it can readily be found in the reality of ordinary life
yet within this experienced reality it constitutes a signal of transcendence, because its intrinsic intention points beyond itself
. . . all men have experienced the deathlessness of childhood and we may assume that, even if only once or twice, all men have experienced transcendent joy in adulthood
-peter l. berger
17.7.12
a flash
the whole of life is learning
to ignite without dependence
on any specific external means . . . it is learning
that the spark, being a flash at the apex and explosion
of all freedoms, can never be subject
to control or to enlightenment,
can never be got by pressing buttons
-t. merton, learning to live
19.3.12
19.1.12
25.9.11
nothing is more practical...than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way
...What seizes your imaginationwill affect everything.It will decide everything.It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning,what you do with your evenings,how you spend your weekends,what you read,whom you know,what breaks your heart,and what amazes you with joy and gratitude.-pedro arrupe
21.9.11
19.9.11
restore
2003 adaptation by the avogadro-pozzi firm | frescos from the beginning of the 16th century
photos: v thorne
9.5.11
rise. shine. address powerful goodness.
posting these for a friend; i went, i saw, i didn't stay long.
but the bit i did glimpse was divine. someday, maybe, will
bunk at the st. john or have one of these fabulous lamps to
switch on when i crack open a book. or maybe not. well.
either way, it's fun to imagine. sources? sam baron: light.
st. john: rest. and happy mother's day (a bit late) to julie.
& everyone else. with love. surely & truly.
title quote: ben (sort of)
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