#unknow

I could see myself in a white nurse's uniform, working unnoticed for many years and at last dying, unknown, unmarried and unsung. ↗

— Kate Smith

#dying #i #last #many #myself

My painting is visible images which conceal nothing... they evoke mystery and indeed when one sees one of my pictures, one asks oneself this simple question 'What does that mean'? It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable. ↗

— Rene Magritte

#asks #because #conceal #does #either

Not only does travel give us a new system of reckoning, it also brings to the fore unknown aspects of our own self. Our consciousness being broadened and enriched, we shall judge ourselves more correctly. ↗

— Ella Maillart

#aspects #being #brings #broadened #consciousness

Pieces" Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more? Am I just as full as anyone else? Enough? Pieces. Allys saying "I like you" Gabriel snorting out bread freeing me to laugh. And Ethan reminding me how much I do know. Pieces. I hold them likethey are life itself. They nearly are. ↗

— Mary E. Pearson

#life #pieces #unknown #life