Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.

—Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (via nirvikalpa)

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We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us even in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavor. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve
and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.

—Henry David Thoreau (via thatkindofwoman)

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Do not grow old, no matter how long you live. Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born.

—Albert Einstein  (via thatkindofwoman)

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By my intimacy with nature I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the sun and the moon, in the morning and the evening, compels me to solitude.

—Henry David Thoreau  (via thatkindofwoman)

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