30 d’abril 2011
17 de gener 2011
06 de gener 2011
10 de febrer 2009
Happiness

photo by me, Raiatea
The purpose of our lives is to be happy.Choosing to live a happy life is not only our greatest gift to ourselves, it is also the greatest gift we can give to those around us. When we are happy, we radiate happiness, and that is infectious. Consider giving the gift of happiness to yourself as being your gift to all humanity.
- Tenzin Gyatso, the 14th Dalai Lama
01 de febrer 2009
27 d’octubre 2008
05 de desembre 2006

"Every exit is an entry somewhere" Tom Stoppard
because there are still a few months to go
still many beers to have
man olliebollen to be eaten
many delayed trains to take
many bike rides to take
courses to be taken
a few more speculaas to go
some more patat speciaal
some more towns to visit
a few more shopping visits to be done
Now that it feels right, its starting to feel that soon it will be over....too soon.
And who will remember it? What will be remembered? Where will the footsteps remain?
But for now enjoying the rain as much as possible. . .
29 d’agost 2006
THE PARADOX OF OUR TIMES
- His Holiness the Dalai Lama
Is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers.
Wider freeways,but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but we have less
We have bigger houses, but smaller families
More conveniences, but less time
We have more degrees, but less sense
More knowledge, but less judgment
More experts, but more problems
More medicines, but less wellness
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often
We have learnt how to make a living, but not a life
We have added years to life, but not life to years
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back
But have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour
We have conquered outer space, but not inner space
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted our soul
We’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice
We’ve higher incomes, but lower morals
We’ve become long on quantity but short on quality
These are the times of tall men, and short character
Steep profits, and shallow relationships
These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare
More leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition
These are the days of two incomes, but more divorces
Of fancier houses, but broken homes
It is a time when there is much in the show window
And nothing in the stockroom
A time when technology can bring this letter to you
And a time when you can choose
23 de juliol 2006
....The Road Not Taken...

The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less travele
