Many marvels walk through the world , / Terrible, wonderful, / But none more than humanity.The breath of his life / He has taught to be language, / The spirit of thought. Wonders are many, and none is more wonderful than man. Sophocles (495 - 406 B.C.)
We are such stuff / as dreams are made on; and our little life / Is rounded with a sleep......... Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:/ Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care;/ Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;/ Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare./ Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short;/ Youth is nimble, age is lame;/ Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold;/ Youth is wild and age is tame./ Age, I do abthor thee, youth I do adore thee. / O, my love, my love is young!/ Age I do defy thee. O sweet shepherd , hie thee,/ For methinks thou stays too long. William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
He who bends to himself a joy / Does the winged life destroy / But he who kisses the joy as if it flies / Lives in eternity's sunrise. William Blake (1757-1827)
The best and shortest road toward knowledge of truth is Nature - On the wall of the Ancient Egyptian temple at Karnak (1350BC)
As I walked out one evening, / Walking down Bristol Street, / The crowds upon the pavement / Were fields of harvest wheat. / And down by the brimming river / I heard a lover sing / Under an arch of the railway: / 'Love has no ending. / 'I'll love you dear, I'll love you / Till China and Africa meet, / And the river jumps over the mountain / And the salmon sing in the street, / 'I'll love till the ocean / Is folded and hung up to dry / And the seven stars go squawking / Like geese about the sky / The years shall run like rabbits, / For in my arms I hold / The Flower of the Ages, / And the first love of the world' / But all the clocks in the city / Began to whirr and chime: / 'O let not Time deceive you, / You cannot conquer time. / 'In the burrows of the Nightmare / Where Justice naked is, / Time watches from the shadow / And coughs when you would kiss. / 'In headaches and in worry / Vaguely life leaks away, / And Time will have his fancy / To-morrow or to-day. / 'Into many a green valley / Drifts the appalling snow; / Time breaks the threaded dances / And the divers brilliant bow. / 'O plunge your hands in water, / Plunge them up to the wrist; / Stare, stare in the basin / And wonder what you've missed. / 'The glacier knocks in the cupboard, / The desert sighs in the bed, / And the crack in the tea-cup opens / A lane to the land of the dead. /'Where the beggars raffle the banknotes / And the Giant is enchanting to Jack, / And the Lily-white Boy is a roarer, / And Jill goes down on her back. / 'O look, look in the mirror, / O look in your distress; / Life remains a blessing / Although you cannot bless. / 'O stand, stand at the window / As the tears scald and start; / You shall love your crooked neighbour / With your crooked heart.' / It was late, late in the evening, / The lovers they were gone; / The clocks had ceased their chiming, / And the deep river ran on' W.H. Auden 'As I walked out one Evening'