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''God is Love,'' we are taught as children to believe. But when we first begin to get some inkling of how He loves us, we are repelled; it seems so cold, indeed, not love at all as we understand the word. |
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''Healing,'' Papa would tell me, ''is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'' |
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'In headaches and in worry
Vaguely life leaks away,
And Time will have his fancy
To-morrow or to-day. |
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. . . see without looking, . . . hear without listening, . . . breathe without asking. |
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A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some gourmands, and a good many take their images precooked out of a can and swallow them down whole, absent-mindedly and with little relish. |
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A doctor, like anyone else who has to deal with human beings, each of them unique, cannot be a scientist; he is either, like the surgeon, a craftsman, or, like the physician and the psychologist, an artist. This means that in order to be a good doctor a man must also have a good character, that is to say, whatever weaknesses and foibles he may have, he must love his fellow human beings in the concrete and desire their good before his own. |
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A false enchantment can all too easily last a lifetime. |
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A man has his distinctive personal scent which his wife, his children and his dog can recognize. A crowd has a generalized stink. The public is odorless. |
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A poet can write about a man slaying a dragon, but not about a man pushing a button that releases a bomb |
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A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language. |
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A professor is one who talks in someone else's sleep |
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A real book is not one that we read, but one that reads us. |
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A tremendous number of people in America work very hard at something that bores them. Even a rich man thinks he has to go down to the office everyday. Not because he likes it but because he can't think of anything else to do. |
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A verbal art like poetry is reflective; it stops to think. Music is immediate, it goes on to become. |
Art; Music; Poetry |
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About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters: how well they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along |
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All sin tends to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is what is called damnation |
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All works of art are commissioned in the sense that no artist can create one by a simple act of will but must wait until what he believes to be a good idea for a work ''comes'' to him. |
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