One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart,
and mighty waves of single Being roll from nerve-less germ to man, for we are part of every rock and bird and beast and hill,one with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill.
~Oscar Wilde, Panthea
What amazing words. I guess I expected then form Albert Einstein, but Oscar Wilde was a pleasant surprise - I never realized he was deep!
ReplyDeleteI know, I'm an unwashed, unread plebe. But I'm still growing.
Beautiful. I love the photos and the words.
ReplyDeleteIt's been an Oscar Wilde kind of day.I'm reading a book of his plays and watch a 2002 version of The Importance of Being Earnest as I worked today.
I love the symmetry of this.
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The Einstein quote is perfect.
ReplyDeleteReading those thoughts and looking at your pictures was such a lovely way to begin my day.
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ReplyDeleteCR: Oscar Wilde, it seems to me, had many facets. I don't think his work and words would have survived were he not in possesion of depth.
ReplyDeleteDCup: I'm currently a "reader in remission" (don't know why but I can't concentrate on books; only articles and such) but I'd love to watch The Importance of Being Earnest somtime. I'll look for it on Netflix.
Bluebear: Thanks so much. Beautiful slide show. I love all your experimentations with various "tools" out there for us image freaks. You're a great resource for what works.
Bobbie: thank you, my friend!
Patricia: I'm so, so glad my post made a difference in your morning. Truly. I look forward to checking out your page.
Sherry: Thank you. I'm so glad you muse is flowing again. And keep up the audio of your readings. I love it!
Excellent post. I needed some beauty today.
ReplyDeleteBTW, I blogrolled you, if you don't mind ...
Hey, Beth. I'm glad you blogrolled me, as I've been wanting to ask if I could blogroll you. Awesome!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful garden and the quote is powerful.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lin. We keep a pretty wild yard and we prefer it that way. The cherub has been in the yard long before I lived here. This is my partner's parents' house and it his father who brought the cherub birdbath when the childrew who grew up here were little - the early to mid 50s.
ReplyDeleteI hope your mom is doing better, by the way.
Ayn's cherub? Ayn Rand?
ReplyDeleteGoogle has linked my latest post to this of yours. Sorry to comment 4 years late.
Vincent - no, no; not Ayn Rand. Ayn is Wayne's late wife. She passed away before he and I met.
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