Stuff I like
I will like to hopefully organize this properly some day…
“The men where you live,” said the little prince, “raise five thousand roses in the same garden – and they do not find in it what they are looking for.”
“They do not find it,” I replied.
“And yet what they are looking for could be found in one single rose, or in a little water.”
And the little prince added: “But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart…”
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
Credits: Cap
Credits: Chris Hallbeck
“We make things beyond what we understand, as we always have done. Steam engines worked before we had a theory of thermodynamics; vaccines were developed before we knew how the immune system works; aircraft continue to fly to this day, despite the many gaps in our understanding of aerodynamics. When theory lags behind application, there will always be mathematical surprises lying in wait. The important thing is that we learn from these inevitable mistakes and don’t repeat them.”
Excerpt From
Humble Pi
Matt Parker
“We don’t make mistakes – we just have happy accidents.”
– Bob Ross
Credits: Maori Proverb, Nerdfighters
यह जीवन क्या है? निर्झर है, मस्ती ही इसका पानी है।
सुख-दुख के दोनों तीरों से चल रहा राह मनमानी है।
निर्झर कहता है, बढ़े चलो! देखो मत पीछे मुड़ कर!
यौवन कहता है, बढ़े चलो! सोचो मत होगा क्या चल कर?चलना है, केवल चलना है ! जीवन चलता ही रहता है !
रुक जाना है मर जाना ही, निर्झर यह झड़ कर कहता है !
– आरसी प्रसाद सिंह (Indian Poet Arsi Prasad Singh)
उम्र भर ख्याली भूतों से अगर मैं ना डरता।
खुदा, मैं क्या ज़ोर से जी ता; खुदा, मैं क्या चैन से मरता
Rough translation:
If throughout life, I had not feared imaginary ghosts;
Lord, how intensely I would have lived!
Oh God, how peacefully I would have died!
“If we do not let people know that it is possible to be different, the ones who are different will live their entire lives in a kind of cultural prison. And there are so many ways to be different that almost everyone ends up feeling imprisoned by some aspect of a society that only allows for the default path.”
Excerpt From A Beautifully Foolish Endeavor (The Carls) Hank Green
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
– Emily Dickinson