from CHAOS? Trust the imagination - lines and shapes revealed - space and light instead of blackness. Silence being tentative, tender life of universe.
The virtue of maps, they show what can be done with limited space, they foresee that everything can happen therein.
The lessons of impermanence taught me this: loss constitutes an odd kind of fullness; despair empties out into an unquenchable appetite for life.
The silence was enchanting. Infinite space seemed to enter it, and my spirit, alone with the stars, seemed capable of any adventure.
I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
Love is beyond space and time. It reaches out to the heart of the person that you are missing. Love binds two souls and not two bodies.
I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.
I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.
The philosophy of poetry must acknowledge that the poetic act has no past, at least no recent past, in which its preparation and appearance could be followed.
You mentioned . . . one of the two great labyrinths into which the mind is drawn. What . . . is the other?" "The other is the composition of the continuum, or: what is space?
Time Dreams. They are memories of the soul. They encompass all Time. They exist in the space of a dream.
I think the best time to stare off into space is when you’re going 65 on a motorcycle, provided you’re wearing your astronaut’s helmet.
Cirocco liked space, reading, and sex, not necessarily in that order. She had never been able to satisfactorily combine all three, but two was not bad.
Somewhere underneath it all, I know he doesn't deserve to take up space in my brain.
The measure of space & time creates an echo of haunting distance between us, yet we are close, we are united in the love we forge together.
Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.
They stared into the distance as though they were being absorbed into an alternate space-time reality. Perhaps they were. But probably they already had been.
Faith is not Desire. Faith is Will. Desires are things that need to be satisfied, whereas Will is a force. Will changes the space around us,...
People have come, surpassed my soul and left. I have become hollow and the hollow space inside, hurts.
Perhaps, as some wit remarked, the best proof that there is Intelligent Life in Outer Space is the fact it hasn't come here. Well, it can't hide forever - one day we will overhear it.
I grew up in Lake Orion, Mich. What was best about Lake Orion where, where we grew up was it was a suburb of Detroit but had a lot of open space around.
