The making of our densely networked crucible of thought and tenderness. …
The ultimate anthem of resistance to the assaults on life. …
In praise of our “property of error, spontaneous, uncontrolled, and rich in possibilities.” …
“A talent grows by being used, and withers if it is not used.” …
From peacocks to penguins, a winged menagerie of wonder. …
A largehearted invitation to “stand on the precipice between the known and the unknown, without fear, without anxiety, but instead with awe and wonder at this strange and beautiful cosmos we find ourselves in.” …
“I want to sleep and dream the life of trees, beings from the muted world…” …
From Marcus Aurelius to Einstein, poets and philosophers on the deepest wellspring of our humanity. …
“We are cheating ourselves when we run away from the ambiguity of loneliness.” …
Blake before Blake, Hilma before Hilma. …
The most moving story of self-sacrifice in the history of science. …
“We are all interconnected in the universe, and from this, universal responsibility arises… Everyone has the responsibility to develop a happier world.” …
A shimmering reminder that “the magic is of our own conjuring.” …
Illuminating the pitfalls of the mind in felt and gingerbread. …
An inquiry into the eternal enchantment of why the world exists. …
“Death is beautiful when seen to be a law, and not an accident.” …
“You can expect good and bad luck, but good or bad judgment is your prerogative.” …
“Human being, vegetables or cosmic dust, we all dance to an invisible tune, intoned in the distance by a mysterious player.” …
“Treasure this ecstasy, however absurd people may think it.” …
On loving the world enough to surrender to the laws of gravity and chance. …
Inside the silent scream of life. …
“Let your interests be as wide as possible, and let your reactions to the things and persons that interest you be as far as possible friendly rather than hostile.” …
“Truth cannot die; it passes from mind to mind, imparting light in its progress, and constantly renewing its own brightness during its diffusion. The True is the Beautiful; and the truths revealed to the mind render us capable of perceiving new beauties on the earth.” …
“The survival of poetry depends on the failure of language.” …
“The question is: how can we sustain the illusions essential to ordinary life, without becoming self-damaging idiots?” …