Where the lips are silent the heart has a thousand tongues.
Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-RumiTag: love relationships human-condition
To acknowledge God is to fully accept the sorrow of the human condition.
Douglas CouplandTag: god sorrow human-condition
The public library contains multitudes. And each person who visits contains multitudes as well. Each of us is a library of thoughts, memories, experiences, and odors. We adapt to one another to produce the human condition.
Josh HanagarneTag: libraries human-condition
Strangest problems of life seem clearing; but clouds sweep between--Is my journey’s end coming?
Herman MelvilleTag: life humanity death mortality human-condition
[T]here is no folly of the beasts of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men.
Herman MelvilleTag: men animals humanity human-condition beasts
But I’m not guilty,” said K. “there’s been a mistake. How is it even possible for someone to be guilty? We’re all human beings here, one like the other.” “That is true” said the priest “but that is how the guilty speak
Franz KafkaTag: life death human mistakes trial human-condition priest guilty
The human attitude of which classical music is the expression is always the same; it is always based on the same kind of insight into life and strives for the same kind of victory over blind chance. Classical music as gesture signifies knowledge of the tragedy of the human condition, affirmation of human destiny, courage, cheerful serenity.
Hermann HesseTag: music human-condition insights glass-bead-game
The more I know, the more I realize that I don't know much at all...
Hans Christian HollenbeckTag: humor psychology human-condition
If the condition of grief is nearly universal, its transactions are exquisitely personal.
Meghan O'RourkeTag: human-condition death-and-dying grief
...children never forget. For this reason, it was so important what one said, and what one did, and it was a relief when they went to bed. For now she need not think about anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of-- to think; well, not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others.
Virginia WoolfTag: solitude human-condition
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