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“The fourth paradigm forces us at every point to discern between the creationally valid and the sinfully perverse and thus confronts us with a never-ending task which requires not only competence but also spiritual discernment. Yet this is precisely the task which we must assume, even at the risk of being vague on specifics. The alternative is to compromise basic themes of authentic Christianity.”
“The fourth rule is: "Make the enemy live up to their own book of rules." You can kill them with this, for they can no more obey their own rules than the Christian church can live up to Christianity.”
Source: Thirteen Tactics for Realistic Radicals: from Rules for Radicals
“The fourth rule of underachievement reversal stresses that all necessary skills for individual underachievers must be provided to guarantee and maintain long-term achievement.”
“The Fourth Sign of The Zodiac (Part 3) by Mary Oliver
I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same.
So why not get started immediately.
I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.
And to write music or poems about.
Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.
You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.
Mary oliver”
“The fourth tee brings out a mixture of excitement and anticipation, for about 220 yards down the fairway you catch a glimpse of Stillwater Cove, and realize you'll be walking along this spectacular meeting of land and sea for the next two hours.”
“The fourth thing about authenticity and to create loving relationships to yourself, to others and to life is to learn to love yourself. If you love and accept yourself that is the beginning of accepting all. Then all is good as it is, in that experience life takes on a new joy, a new gratefulness.If you reject yourself, you are rejecting existence. If you accept yourself, you have accepted existence. Then life is good, you feel grateful. Then whatsoever happens is good, because it happens out of the whole. But you have been conditioned for centuries not to love and accept yourself.
Nobody has ever told you that you are good as you are. Once you are incapable of loving yourself, you will never be able to love anybody. You can love others only if you are able to love yourself. A person who loves himself sooner or later starts overflowing with love.Love yourself because if you don't love yourself; nobody else will ever be able to love you. You cannot love a person, who hates himself. How can you love a person, who is condemning himself? He cannot love himself, how can you love him. He will not believe you. He cannot allow anybody to love him, because he knows that heis unworthy of love. And you know what you are: worthless. That is what you have been told by the parents, the priests and the politicians. Nobody has ever accepted you as you are. Nobody has given you the feeling that you are loved and respected, that you are needed and that this existence will miss you, that without you this existence will not be the same. Without you this existence will lose some joy, love, beauty, truth and poetry. Nobody has told you that you are love and respected by existence. Love and accept yourself,relax into your being, you are cherished by the whole. Once you start feeling this love and respect of the whole in you, you will start growing roots in your being. Only then you can love people, you can love the trees and the animals. Love is only possible when there is a deep love and acceptance of oneself, of the other and of the world. And then you will be surprised: life is always ready to shower you with gifts. Life is always ready to give abundantly, but we cannot receive it, because we don't feel that we are worthy of receiving it. Accept yourself, love yourself, you are God's creation.”
Source: When the Drop becomes the Ocean
“The fourth way to get a boy to like you is to be yourself. Now, I am contractually obligated as an adult to give that advice, even though it doesn't work. But yeah, be yourself, even though no one has any idea what it means to be yourself. Like whose self would I otherwise be being?”
“The fox barked at her, one sharp, short sound.
Without expecting to, Irène laughed. "What?" she said aloud.
The fox's mouth opened, showing its white teeth, and its tongue lolled, laughing with her.
A sense of recognition tingled in Irène's bones and throbbed in her forehead. Her laughter died. She came to her feet, facing the creature. It scrambled down from the tree trunk, its lithe body weaving through the branches as easily as a stream of water might. It stood on the opposite bank. Its tail arced above its back, a plume of red and black. Its unblinking gaze fixed itself on her.
Irène whispered, "Are you here for me?"
Again the fox's mouth opened in its grin, and its tail waved once, twice, before it leaped the little brook as easily as if it could fly. Irène stood very still as the fox stepped toward her on narrow black feet as dainty as a dancer's. It---he, she could see now---pressed his cold black nose against the back of her hand, and, when she turned it, nosed her palm.
She thrilled at the touch, though the touch of so many other beasts disgusted her. He was different, this fox. It was not just that he was beautiful, and graceful. It was more, much more. Her soul knew him. Her power flared in his presence.
He took a step back, his eyes never leaving hers, then whirled and leaped back over the brook to disappear into the forest on the other side. The last thing she saw was that lush red-and-black tail, switching back and forth as he faded into the dimness of the woods.
Irène brought her palm to her nose and sniffed the toasty smell of him. She knew what he was, and she knew what it meant. Her mother had Aramis. Her grandmother, Ursule had told her, had had an ugly gray cat. And she---now, surely, a witch in full possession of her power---had a glorious vulpine creature like no other. She had her fox. She would see him again.”
Source: A Secret History of Witches
“The fox changes his skin but not his habits.”
“The fox condemns the trap, not himself.”
Source: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (Illuminated Manuscript with the Original Illustrations of William Blake)
“The fox has many tricks. The hedgehog has but one, but that is the best of all.”
Source: Carmina Archilochi: The Fragments of Archilochos
“The fox is answering the Little Prince's question. What does that mean . . . tame? asks the Little Prince. It
means to establish ties. One only understands the things that one tames. Men have no more time to understand anything, they buy things all ready made at the shops, but there is no shop anywhere one can buy friendship.”
“The fox is very cunning, but he is more cunning who catches the fox.”
“The Fox knowes much, but more he that catcheth him.”
Source: The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose
“The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing.”
“The Fox knows many things-the hedgehog one big one.”
“The fox knows many tricks,
the hedgehog only one. A good one.”
“The fox melted back into the shadows of the cave, but not before I sensed something terribly amiss about it, which jarred at my awareness like a toothache.
"Emily," Rose murmured.
I turned. Several more of the little vulpine Folk, perched upon a log on the bank--- for naturally they were Folk, like the one I'd observed briefly by the cottage; I felt irritated at myself for not realizing it before. Even at close range, they looked a great deal like foxes in all but their faces, which reminded me of a human infant, all overlarge eyes and small rosebud mouths. They might have been small children wearing costumes, but for the unnerving glint of very small, but very sharp teeth, and the wet, all-black of their eyes. They darted in and out of the meadow grass, which was riddled with foxholes, so quick it was difficult to ascertain their number, except that it was great.”
Source: Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
“The Fox News anchors are lovely. They have an incredible combination of brains and beauty. And I think that's one of the reasons people love watching them and listening to them.”
“The Fox News cable channel is doing very well because there is a market for what Fox News has to offer.”
“The fox often offers the duck its pond.”
“The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion.”
Source: The Portable William Blake
“The fox remains always a fox, the goose remains a goose, and the tiger will retain the character of a tiger.”
Source: Mein Kampf
“The fox when it sees a flock of herons or magpies or birds of that kind, suddenly flings himself on the ground with his mouth open to look as he were dead; and these birds want to peck at his tongue, and he bites off their heads.”
Source: The notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci
“The Fox, when hee cannot reach the grapes, saies they are not ripe.”
Source: The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose
“The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.”
“The foxglove, with it's stately bells Of purple, shall adorn thy dells.”
Source: The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir
“The Foxhall jaw has now been missing for many years.”
“The Foxy character and Inga Marchand are two different people. My fiance calls me Inga. No one around me calls me Foxy. I go to church every Sunday. I go to Bible study every Friday night. I'm saved.”
“The foyers now look ridiculously small to us because not all that many people used them.”
“The fraction of the mass of two hydrogen atoms that is released as energy when they fuse to produce helium is 0.007 (0.7%). That is the source of the heat produced in the sun and in a hydrogen bomb.
It is the amount of mass (m) that is converted to energy (E) in the famous Einstein formula E = mc2, and it is a direct measure of the
strong nuclear force. If the strong force had a value of 0.006 or less, the universe would consist only of hydrogen—not very conducive
to the complexities of life. If the value were greater than 0.008, all the hydrogen would have been fused shortly after the big bang, and there could be no stars, no solar heat—again, no life.
As Stephen Hawking and Leonard Mlodinow put it in their book The Grand Design, “Our universe and its laws appear to have a
design that both is tailor-made to support us and, if we are to exist, leaves little room for alteration.”
Source: The Works of His Hands: A Scientist’s Journey from Atheism to Faith
“The fracture between theology and oikonomia, being and action, insofar as it makes the praxis free and 'anarchic', opens in fact, at the same time, the possibility and necessity of its government.
In a historical moment that witnesses a radical crisis of classical conceptuality, both ontological and political, the harmony between the transcendent and eternal principle and the immanent order of the cosmos is broken, and the problem of the 'government' of the world and of its legitimization becomes the political problem that is in every sense definitive.”
Source: The Omnibus Homo Sacer
“The fracture of pencil still useful, but the fracture of soul, we couldn't use it, Mister.”
“The fractures or cracks in your lenses make it difficult to see your potential.”
Source: Suck Less, Do Better: The End of Excuses & the Rise of the Unstoppable You
“The fragile art of existenceIs kept alive by sheer persistenceThe fragile art of existence.No time for self-pityNo time for dwelling on what should have beenBut is yet to be.”
“The fragile ego will not understand that the depths of another's words may not always be by them but for them”
“The fragile frequency
on which his nightglare exists
sends desperate
shock waves; subtle static
to infiltrate my daydreams,
breezing over my lips {come back},
knocking faintly on my skin
now once in a while,
reminding me of when
i really did believe strangers
had the best candy
The waves that got through
to me just like we were
one-
back when
I was fragile
too”
Source: Inviting...and other misfortunes
“The fragile wants tranquility, the antifragile grows from disorder, and the robust doesn't care too much.”
Source: Antifragile: Things That Gain from Disorder
“The fragile weave of natural sound is being torn apart by our seemingly boundless need to conquer the environment rather than to find a way to abide in consonance with it.”
“The fragility of crystal is not a weakness but a fineness. My parents understood that fine crystal glass had to be cared for or may be shattered. But when it came to my brother, they didn’t seem to know or care that their course of their secret action brought the kind of devastation that could cut them. Their fraudulent marriage and our father’s denial of his other son was for Chris a murder of every day’s truth. He felt his whole life turned like a river suddenly reversing the direction of its flow. Suddenly running uphill. These revelations struck at the core of Chris’s sense of identity. They made his entire childhood seem like fiction. Chris never told them he knew and made me promise silence as well.”
Source: Into the Wild
“The fragility of love is what is most at stake here—humanity's most crucial three-word avowal is often uttered only to find itself suddenly embarrassing or orphaned or isolated or ill-timed—but strangely enough it can work better as a literal or reassuring statement than a transcendent or numinous or ecstatic one.”
Source: Hitch 22: A Memoir
“The fragility of our era is this, too: we don’t believe that there is a chance for redemption; for a hand to raise you up; for an embrace to save you, forgive you, pick you up, flood you with infinite, patient, indulgent love; to put you back on your feet. We need mercy.”
Source: The Name of God is Mercy
“The fragment is like a broken mirror - ideas don't have the time to reflect themselves in it or, as a result, to feel sorry for themselves. They run ahead of their shadows or their reflections.
To run ahead is to move towards an unforeseeable outcome, but one whose path is made for it in advance. Birds too run ahead of those who see them. The event also runs ahead of history. It is what opens up untimely perspectives in a world brought totally up to date.”
Source: Cool Memories V: 2000 - 2004
“The fragment was pure white, the edges blunt and worn. "That's what makes the raven. Like they use for roads down in the tidewater area. Oyster shells on bare rock...”
Source: The Raven Boys
“The fragmentation of our awareness may trigger dizzying vertigo in the chaos of our living. As such, an overwhelming flurry of connectivity and images generate thereby an oversaturation in our brain and the overabundance makes us anxious, fractured and insecure. This might, in turn, actuate us to cut the wire with the world and stumble into an estranging and contentious cocoon of self-absorption, while off-loading the lush supply of social interaction. Life becomes, then, an intricate maneuvering ground for walking a fine line between sound connectedness and crumbling consciousness, between unflinching cohesion and atomizing fragmentation. ("Give me more images")”
“The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose.”
“the fragrance in my words is not me
But a reflection of your soul
The scent of jasmine is the beauty of your heart
That is the source of soulful you”
Source: SoulBliss: a poetic tale of cosmic love
“The fragrance is deep in your soul, and mindful moments are the gateway to breathing into that scent of eternity.”
“The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction.”
“The fragrance of meditation is enlightenment.”