Thursday, June 28, 2007


"...I went to the woods because I wished to live deribelately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived..."

"....we don't read or write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are memebers of the human race. And the human raced is filled with passion. And medicine, law, buisness, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Withman "O me!O life!...of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithness...of cieties filled with the foolish; what good amid these,O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here-that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?..."


Erold said...

This is deep and true... Do you learn philosophy (which is impossible when you have no passion for it I think...) or is it just what you think?

onar said... tell the truth is just a quotation from a mouvie " Dead poets society" which is absolutely fantastic, and well, palied a great role while bulding my personality..