Comfort is found in family, history, and the natural world — if one grazes the wood on one’s door, one would sense an ancient feeling; one could even hear it.
The Lord took as He gave; taketh as He giveth; shall take as He shall give.
Philosophical theology is the highest intellectual good for it marries the quest for the One with man’s very man-making capacity.
Something for man may be everything, and for the Lord, it is but a thing.
The Earth erodes before us.
If one could, one would at all moments of the day hear nothing but the braided melody of laments of gratitude.
Hold all the Names in your hands even if they scorch you.
Criminals practice taxidermy.
If one is to see the light in all its plenitude, one must concurrently consider oneself the most debased qua self, and the most elevated qua human.
The rainbow last seen above the squared desert was the beginning of a new life.
We all see a different sky.
The One is not a number.
One is unable to see beyond the wall yet wishes to prove necessity, and hence certainty, without any qualms.
One must be careful in assigning value to certain places and objects as those judgements will thoroughly colour one’s perception — for instance, if one assigns greater value, however defined, to a certain place then one would assume that place to be in possession of a certain vitality and dynamism — if one were to imagine oneself not an inhabitant of that particular place, one would feel one was, in some way, left behind by the tides of positive change — conversely, the place that one has assigned a lower value to would, in this particular perceptional heuristic, appear rather stagnant, even timeless, if one construes said place in relation to one’s own self — this is made apparent with simple examples, but one will suffice: an immigrant to a wealthier country shall, in most cases, especially the unreflective amongst them, imagine his place of origin as being chained to some sort of amorphous quiescence, even if the evidence is to the contrary; from the perspective of this provincial boor, despite having seen more of the world, it would be as if the place he left never moved when he did; among these is a slightly more decent class of man, one capable of imagining change in the prior place, but with a vision rooted more in nostalgia than in the felt texture of the place in question itself — nevertheless, the latter of these is not to be censured harshly, for their intentions stem from some thin version of good faith.
It was he who lay on that sullen brown Earth, the cannonball that had ripped through his innards lay a few spaces further, exhausted in its coerced movement, the burning crimson evening sky all witness to the drama of life.
A wretch does not reproach the life of this world for that is all he knows.
All the great works of the Arabs and the Persians could have been made available for posterity if the men possessing the keys of kingdoms had been blessed by the Lord with an intellect that could perceive beyond a morsel.