vrijdag 29 augustus 2014
donderdag 28 augustus 2014
woensdag 27 augustus 2014
To fear death, gentlemen, is no other than to think oneself wise when
one is not, to think one knows what one does not know.
No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man, yet men fear it as if they knew that it is the greatest of evils.
And surely it is the most blameworthy ignorance to believe that one knows what one does not know.
No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man, yet men fear it as if they knew that it is the greatest of evils.
And surely it is the most blameworthy ignorance to believe that one knows what one does not know.
- Socrates -
dinsdag 26 augustus 2014
maandag 25 augustus 2014
Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That’s when I will be truly dead - when I exist in no one’s memory. I thought a lot about how someone very old is the last living individual to have known some person or cluster of people. When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory.
I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead?
Irvin D. Yalom, Love’s Executioner and Other Tales of Psychotherapy
Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a
moment that will never be again.
And what do we teach our children? We
teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of
France. When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to
each of them: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are
unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another
child like you. Your legs, your arms, the way you move. You may become a
Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for
anything. Yes, you are a marvel. And when you grow up, can you then harm
another who is, like you, a marvel? You must work, we must all work, to
make the world worthy of its children.
- Pablo Picasso -
zondag 24 augustus 2014
Mijn luxe is : weinig nodig hebben om me goed te voelen. Als je niet veel hebt kun je twee dingen doen: leven met het gevoel dat je tekortkomt, of beslissen wat essentieel is en daarvan genieten. De essentiële dingen zijn vaak niet eens tastbaar: licht, lucht, gezondheid, warmte, water. En ik moet kunnen bewegen.
Ik heb alle stadia van rouw doorlopen, maar de dokters stelden me gerust. Het zou veel tijd kosten, ik zou logopedie moeten volgen en weer leren ademen, praten en zingen, maar mijn stem zou terugkeren. Zo had ik een jaar om na te denken wat ik er dan mee zou doen. Er gaat niets boven ziekte om je prioriteiten vast te stellen: dat heeft mijn oma mij geleerd toen ze zelf ziek was. Mijn stem verliezen is een cadeau geweest. Ik heb ervoor gekozen om toen op te groeien. Ik weet nu ook dat niets verworven is: mijn stem vereist elke dag goede zorg.
- Melanie De Biasio - De Standaard -
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