In thy eight-fold embraces enfolden,
At this rate it won't be long before all the technology in the world can't keep a daisy alive.
A bird sees everything at once in total focus. Whereas the human eye is globular and must adjust to varying distances, the bird's eye is flat and can take in everything at once in a single glance.
"We must not confuse distortion with innovation; distortion is useless change, art is beneficial change."
Life is suffering, but it is beautiful. At first we suffer and we feel pain, but then we gain perspective and begin to see suffering builds something. It builds a foundation, and through perseverance something beautiful is constructed upon that very foundation. It is the greatest architect.
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between 2 "wolves" inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith." The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
“A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; 
"I can't understand how this ugly duckling can be one of mine!" she said to herself, shaking her head as she looked at her last born. Well, the gray duckling certainly wasn't pretty, and since he ate far more than his brothers, he was outgrowing them. As the days went by, the poor ugly duckling became more and more unhappy. His brothers didn't want to play with him, he was so
“The mind can weave itself warmly in the cocoon of its own thoughts, and dwell a hermit anywhere.” 
“There was an old man with a beard, Who said: 'It is just as I feared! Two owls and a hen, Four larks and a wren Have all built their nests in my beard” 
We can't be missing limbs. “A human being is part of a whole, called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.” 
“If a man has come to that point where he is so content that he says; I do not want to know any more, or do any more or be any more, he is in a state of which he ought to be changed into a mummy” 
The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn from the crow. -Nobody
Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried away by surging waves, being thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake, falling from thousand foot cliffs, dying of disease or comitting seppuku at the death of one's master. And everyday without fail on should consider himself as dead.
There is a saying of the elders' that goes. "Step from under the eaves and you're a dead man. Leave the gate and the enemy is waiting." This is not a matter of being careful. It is to consider oneself as dead beforehand.
-Yamamoto Tsunetomo
You must first be able to see through something to see it at all, and when you can do that, you are not separate from it anymore.
“The work is a statement of my identity; it is a by-product of my sensitivity of a certain time and space. In my work I deal with realities, these are of my own choice and are never one, or exist alone. Some qualities strove for are concept, vitality and variability of visual focus. My vision is not generalized by deals with my concepts and experiences. The work reflects these, but with the promise-always the promise. Making art is the justification for my being. For whom do I make it? For those who approach it for a process of sensitivity and personal growth.” - Steve Perucca
"That old black magic has me in its spell, that old black magic that you weave so well.
A cyborg is half human and half robot, and if you don't believe they exist in Ohio, go to any mall.
A man can tell his story simply by showing you his hands. How hard he fought, how hard he worked, maybe even how long he'll live. But a man with his hands in his pockets, that is a man with a stained past, a man with something to lose worth hiding. And when those hands come out, they aint coming out to help.
"I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.”
“We're not here to leave a mark, bro. Monuments, legacies, marks - that's where we always go wrong. We're here to revel in the world, to soak in the awesomeness of it, to enjoy the ride. The world's maximum perfect as it is, beauty from horizon to horizon. Any mark any of us tries to leave - hell, it's only graffitti. Any mark anyone leaves is no better than vandalism.”
If everything must have a cause, then God must have a cause. If there can be anything without a cause, it may just as well be the world as God, so that there cannot be any validity in that argument. It is exactly of the same nature as the Hindu's view, that the world rested upon an elephant and the elephant rested upon a turtle's back; and when they said, "How about the turtle?" the Indians' said, "It's turtles-turtles-turtles, all the way!"
"Often I've thought of myself as a state; a country or, at the very least, a city. It used to seem to me that the different ways I felt sometimes about ideas, courses of action and so on were like the differing political moods that countries go through. It has always seemed to me that people vote in a new government not because they actually agree with their politics but just because they want a change. Somehow they think that things will be better under the new lot. Well, people are stupid, but it all seems to have more to do with mood, caprice and atmosphere than carefully thought-out arguments. I can feel the same sort of thing going on in my head. Sometimes the thoughts and feelings I had didn't really agree with each other, so I decided I must be lots of different people inside my brain."
"Conversation enriches the understanding, but solitude is the school of genius."
Decadence is a difficult word to use since it has become little more than a term of abuse applied by critics to anything they do not yet understand or which seems to differ from their moral concepts. 
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