Play before you get good, because by the time you get good, you’re too old to play. – Joey Ramone
I didn’t go out and seek love….Rumi says we don’t need to hunt for love outside ourselves. All we need to do is to eliminate the barriers inside that keep us away from love. – Elif Shafak, The Forty Rules of Love
Read my latest blog post Of Love and The Imagination: https://ofopinions.com/2017/06/23/of-love-and-the-imagination/
I’d love to know how Dad saw me when I was 6. I’d love to know a hundred things. When a parent dies, a filing cabinet full of all the fascinating stuff also ceases to exist. Continue reading “Of Fathers”
the cake of love,
Three slices to some,
To others, a crumb.
I’ve been eating a lot of the above this week. I’ve been thinking a fair bit about the above too.
Read my latest post Of The Comfort of Strangers: http://wp.me/p3KqvA-2xc
Today is Shakespeare’s 401 death anniversary. It is celebrated as World Book Day, perhaps because there has never been another writer to measure humanity’s capacity in any given way or situation as acutely. Continue reading “Of The Power and The Glory”
If you judge a book by the cover
Then you judge a look by the lover
Your reason for living’s your reason for leaving
Don’t ask me what it means.
Two fantastic sets of ‘words of wisdom’, eh? I truly believe some of the best pieces of wisdom are out there in the most brilliant, perfectly perfect pop records. Continue reading “Of The Look Of Love”
One of life’s fundamental truths states, ‘Ask and you shall receive.’ As kids we get used to asking for things, but somehow we lose this ability in adulthood. We come up with all sorts of excuses and reasons to avoid any possibility of criticism or rejection. – Jack Canfield
What the superior man seeks is in himself; what the small man seeks is in others. – Confucius Continue reading “Of Searching”
It’s not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame and self-loathing—they are not all bad. Those devils have been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me. – Stephen Fry