“Two angels guide The path of man, both aged and yet young. As angels are, ripening through endless years, On one he leans: some call her Memory, And some Tradition; and her voice is sweet, With deep mysterious accords: the other, Floating above, holds down a lamp with streams A light divine and searching on the earth, Compelling eyes and footsteps. Memory yields, Yet clings with loving check, and shines anew, Reflecting all the rays of that bright lamp Our angel Reason holds. We had not walked But for Tradition; we walk evermore To higher paths by brightening Reason's lamp.” MenYearsTwoReasonLightEyeEarthYoungVoiceMemoriesWalksPathDivineSweetHigherAngelTraditionShiningGuidesEndlessChecksMysteriousStreamsYieldRaysCompellingFloatingLampsReflectingAccordFootstepsEvermoreRipening Book:Complete Works Of George Eliot Source: Complete Works Of George Eliot
“It is always a great honour to mention a truth which has not become widespread yet. One of these truths is that man has no soul; he has only 'body' and 'mind'. Man's unshakable belief on the soul will not change this scientific truth! No belief can be higher than the scientific truths! Man can be born, can walk and work and can think without owning a mysterious and an immaterial soul! The soullessness of the man is a great tragedy both for the man and for the religion. But Man, contrary to the religion, will come out with triumph from this tragedy.” ThinkingMenMindSoulBodyBeliefChangeBornWalksHe ManHigherTruth IsTragedyContraryMysteriousTriumphHonourMind And BodyUnshakableScientific TruthGreat Tragedy Author:Mehmet Murat Ildan
“I am very attracted by the mysterious landscape of Easter Island. Not only because it is a piece of land that is further away from another, but also because of the beautiful statues of Moai that are there. To do a beautiful walk there, I would have to involve the Moai, and the Rapa Nui people who live on the island.” PeopleBeautifulWalksPiecesLandMysteriousLandscapeIslandsEasterStatuesEaster Island Author:Philippe Petit
“I love the fact that we can't explain coincidences. I think it's like sometimes you walk into a crowded room and you'll see a stranger and you feel as if you know her better than the friends that you came with. And the very fact that you can't explain it is what gives it its power, that it lies in some deeper or mysterious realm, I think.” IfsThinkingKnowsGivingFeelsSometimesFactsLyingWalksRoomsDeeperStrangerMysteriousRealmsCoincidenceCrowded Author:Pico Iyer