“For love is a flattering mischief, that hath denied aged and wise men a foresight of those evils that too often prove to be the children of that blind father; a passion, that carries us to commit errors with as much ease as whirlwinds move feathers, and begets in us an unwearied industry to the attainment of what we desire.” MenChildrenMovingDesirePassionEvilFatherLove IsWiseIndustryProveBlindErrorsCommitEaseCarrieDeniedFeathersAttainmentMischiefBegetsForesightFlattering Book:The Pilgrim's Progress & the Lives of Donne and Herbert Source: The Pilgrim's Progress & the Lives of Donne and Herbert
“The error of the ignorant goes so far as to say that God's power is insufficient, because he has given to this Universe the properties which they imagine cause these great evils, and which do not help all evil-disposed persons to obtain the evil which they seek, and to bring their evil souls to the aim of their desires, though these, as we have shown, are really without limit.” PersonsSoulHelpingDesireUniverseEvilGivenCausesImagineLimitsAimPropertyErrorsIgnorantInsufficient Book:The Guide for the Perplexed Source: The Guide for the Perplexed
“While criticism or fear of punishment may restrain us from doing wrong, it does not make us wish to do right. Disregarding this simple fact is the great error into which parents and educators fall when they rely on these negative means of correction. The only effective discipline is self-discipline, motivated by the inner desire to act meritoriously in order to do well in one's own eyes, according to one's own values, so that one may feel good about oneself may "have a good conscience.” FeelsWellsMayMeanDoeSelfFactsEyeDesireValuesOrderFallWishParentSimpleDisciplineConscienceNegativeCriticismErrorsOneselfPunishmentFeel GoodRelyMotivatedSelf DisciplineEducatorCorrections Author:Bruno Bettelheim
“All my desires are born of my dreams. And I have proven my love with words. To what fantastic creatures have I entrusted myself, in what dolorous and ravishing world has my imagination enclosed me? I am sure of having been loved in the most mysterious of domains, my own. The language of my love does not belong to human language, my human body does not touch the flesh of my love. My amorous imagination has always been constant and high enough so that nothing could attempt to convince me of error.” WorldHumansDoeEnoughDreamBodyDesireLanguageBornImaginationMy OwnCreaturesConstantErrorsFleshMysteriousFantasticConvinceProvenDomainMy ImaginationHuman BodyHuman LanguageAmorous Author:Paul Eluard