S.C.Z. - Ribeauvillé

My father had left a small collection of books in a little room upstairs, to which I had access (for it adjoined my own) and which nobody else in our house ever troubled. From that blessed little room, Roderick Random, Peregrine Pickle, Humphrey Clinker, Tom Jones, the Vicar of Wakefield, Don Quixote, Gil Blas, and Robinson Crusoe, came out, a glorious host, to keep me company. They kept alive my fancy, and my hope of something beyond that place and time …
Charles Dickens

S.C.Z. - Ribeauvillé

Perhaps that’s the meaning of the phrase about genius being eternal patience, which I always thought rather absurd. If you truly want a thing, you don’t snatch; if you snatch you don’t really want it.
Dorothy L. Sayers
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
Diane Ackerman


The Cadence of Autumn - Evelyn de Morgan


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The scientist is not a person who gives the right answers, he is one who asks the right questions.
Claude Levi-Strauss


The Kiss - Louis Picard

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I find my refuge from bleating tongues here in my library where all the ages lie silently before me…. Where is liberty to be found but in the memory and the contemplation of the past?
Peter Ackroyd


In the Cafe d’Harcourt in Paris - Henri Evenepoel


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If I were absolutely certain about all things, I would spend my life in anxious misery, fearful of losing my way. But since everything and anything are always possible, the miraculous is always nearby and wonders shall never, ever cease.
Robert Fulghum


The End of a Dream - Giuseppe Pennasilico


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I divide the causes of human laughter into Joy, Fun, the Joke Proper,and Flippancy…. But flippancy is the best of all. In the first place,it is very economical. Only a clever human can make a real Joke aboutvirtue, or indeed about anything; any of them can be trained to talk _asif_ virtue were funny. Among flippant people the Joke is always assumedto have been made. No one actually makes it; but every serious subjectis discussed in a matter which implies that they have already found aridiculous side to it.
C. S. Lewis, _The Screwtape Letters_.


Sunny Day, 1848, Ferdinand Georg Waldmuller. Austrian (1793 - 1865)

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The unknown is what it is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that. Unknown is what it is. Accept that it’s unknown, and it’s plain sailing.
John Lennon