Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Genereux Uwabunkonye Philip

Quote by Genereux Uwabunkonye Philip

Author

Genereux Uwabunkonye Philip

Browse famous quotes and profile details for Genereux Uwabunkonye Philip. more

You May Also Like

“o bitter stench of funeral-still for Muad'dib. No knell nor solemn rite to free the mind From avaricious shadows. He is the fool saint, The golden stranger living forever On the edge of reason. Let your guard fall and he is there! His crimson peace and sovereign pallor Strike into our universe on prophetic webs To the verge, of a quiet glance -- there! Out of bristling star-jungles: Mysterious, lethal, an oracle without eyes, Catspaw of prophecy, whose voice never dies! Shai-hulud, he awaits thee upon a strand Where couples walk and fix, eye to eye, The delicious ennui of love. He strides through the long cavern of time, Scattering the fool-self of his dream. -The Ghola's Hymn”

“Paul turned away. Ugly, barren land! He imagined it sun-soaked and monstrous with heat, a place of sandslides and the drowned darkness of dust pools, blowdevils unreeling tiny dunes across the rocks, their narrow bellies full of ochre crystals. But it was a rich land, too: big, exploding out of narrow places with vistas of storm-trodden emptiness, rampant cliffs and tumbledown ridges. All it required was water... and love. Life changed those irascible wastes into shapes of grace and movement, he thought. That was the message of the desert. Contrast stunned him with realization. He wanted to turn to the aides massed in the sietch entrance, shout at them: If you need something to worship, then worship life - all life, every last crawling bit of it! We're all in this beauty together!”

“Giyinip güne başlamak için yataktan kalktıklarında Chani, "Halk senin ne kadar sevgi dolu olduğunu bilse..." dedi. Ama Paul'ün ruh hali değişmişti. "Sevgi üzerinden siyaset yapılmaz," dedi. "Halkın istediği şey sevgi değildir, çünkü sevgi fazla değişkendir. Halk despotizmi yeğler. Özgürlüğün fazlası kaosa yol açar. Kaosa izin veremeyiz, değil mi? Despotizmi de nasıl sevilir hale getirebilirsin ki?" Chani eşarbını bağlarken "Sen despot değilsin!" diye karşı çıktı. "Senin kuralların adil." "Ahh, kanunlar," dedi Paul. Pencereye gidip, dışarıya bakacakmış gibi perdeleri açtı. "Kanun nedir ki? Kontrol mü? Kanunlar kaosu süzgeçten geçirir; böylece ne elde edilir? Sükunet mi? Kanun... en yüce idealimiz ve en temel doğamızdır. Kanunları fazla incelemeyeceksin. Yoksa mantık kılıfına uydurulmuş yorumlar, hukuk safsataları ve taraflıca seçilmiş örnekler bulursun. Sükunet bulursun ki bu ölümün bir başka adıdır, o kadar.”

“Love is not a sentence. It is a pattern. You can whisper it with your mouth, or you can prove it with your habits. Show me in the way you protect what matters. Show me in the way you keep your word. Show me in the way you choose me when it is inconvenient. Do not decorate me with promises. Demonstrate me with consistency. If you love me, let it be visible in your discipline. Let it be evident in your restraint. Let it be obvious in how you love yourself. Because the way you care for your own soul is the blueprint for how you will care for mine. Do not say it. Build it.”