In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,For they in thee a thousand errors note;But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,Who, in despite of view, is pleased to dote.Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted;Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invitedTo any … Continue reading Shakespeare’s Dark Lady Sonnets, Number 141 →

But while love is rare and hard to find given the exclusivity and peculiarity of the circumstances and conditions from which love must arise – namely, the merging of two levels of consciousness into one and the conflict and contradiction with others which arises from such a merger, acting in good faith with people, and diverting … Continue reading Summum Bonum →

And since love is something which cannot be farced or manufactured and it is something which has to be acted upon the human intellect by an even greater form of intellect, it follows that love is as rare as it is sought out. As Nietzsche said: “Kindness and love, the most curative herbs and agents … Continue reading Economy of Kindness →

Essentially, the core mystery of the human intellect is that the human intellect does not act. Rather, the human intellect is acted upon. English grammar teachers in America and England would perhaps fall into a nervous breakdown as a result of the passive voice just employed. But based on what we have gathered from our study of … Continue reading Love Hurts →

You have made it out of the city. That image of your body, trembling with traffic and fear, slips behind. Your face arrives in the redbud trees and the tulips. You are still restless. Climb up the ladder to the roof. You are by yourself a lot. Become the one that when you walk in, … Continue reading “The Image of Your Body” (Rumi) →