"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

19 January 2011

Joy.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way.


Some see nature all ridicule and deformity ... and some scarce see nature at all.


But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself ...


... he who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.

- William Blake

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