Poetry,—the language of the Imagination and the Passions,—the oldest and most beauteous offspring of Literature. – Frederick Hinde, Poetry, a lecture delivered in London on the evening of April 8
Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone. – Paul Johannes Tillich, The Eternal Now
For me to propose a division of Jerusalem was really terrible. I did it because I reached a conclusion that without which there will not be peace. – Ehud Olmert