#edit

Rome is not outside me, but inside me.. Her feverish sweetness, her tragic countryside, her own beauty and harmony, all these are mine, for my thought and my work. ↗

— Amedeo Modigliani

#beauty

Over the years, one comes to measure a place, too, not just for the beauty it may give, the balminess of its breezes, the insouciance and relaxation it encourages, the sublime pleasures it offers, but for what it teaches. The way in which it alters our perception of the human. It is not so much that you want to return to indifferent or difficult places, but that you want to not forget. ↗

— Barry Lopez

#enlightenment #landscape #learning #meditation #travel

Editing is like pruning the rose bush you thought was so perfect and beautiful until it overgrew the garden. ↗

— Larry Enright

#beauty

Courage is the hallmark of spirituality. Courage comes when you love yourself for who you are. ↗

— Amit Ray

#love #meditation #spirituality #who-am-i #who-you-are

It is more than probable that I am not understood; but I fear, indeed, that it is in no manner possible to convey to the mind of the merely general reader, an adequate idea of that nervous intensity of interest with which, in my case, the powers of meditation (not to speak technically) busied and buried themselves, in the contemplation of even the most ordinary objects of the universe. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#meditation #mind #understanding #business

Full minds create chaos. ↗

— David W. Jones

#busyness #enlightenment #meditation #mindfulness #business

The system we have built refuses to recognize people. Only credit cards are recognized. Drivers' licenses are recognized. But not people. People haven't any use for faces anymore, it seems. They are busy looking at your credit card, your driver's licence, your social security number. If a driver's licence is more reliable than the face I wear, then why do I have a face? ↗

— Muhammad Yunus

#people #recognition #society #system #business

The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace. ↗

— Aberjhani

#fear #fearlessness #haiku #meditation #national-poetry-month

Eve returned to her lip-gloss application. "Biology. Ms Whittier," she said, not bothering to look at Luke. "Cool. Me too. Can I borrow that?" He reached around her and plucked her lip glaze out of her fingers. She still held the wand. He held out his hand for it. "What? No," Eve said. "Come on, it's my first day. I want to make a good impression. And clearly biology can't be understood without lipstick," Luke joked. "Funny." Eve grabbed the lip glaze back. "This stuff is really good for you." Luke raised his eyebrows. They disappeared into his floppy blond hair. He didn't have expressive dark brows like Mal. "It has green tea antioxidants," Eve continued. "And macadamia extract and aloe vera for healing." "Oh. That's different then," Luke said. "Carry on. ↗

— Amy Meredith

#eve #luke #shadows #funny

I quickly realized that I enjoyed editing more than writing. I felt more suited to it and it fit my nurturing personality. I had lots of ideas and a strong sense of structure, and I enjoyed working with talented writers, relishing the give-and-take in making their work better. ↗

— Lynn Povich

#change