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The truly healthy environment is not merely safe but stimulating – William H Stewart

 

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Newcastle Morning Herald & Miners’ Advocate (NSW : 1876 – 1954) , Saturday 16 May 1891

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“Old men and young, while gathered around the social beer table, relate their experience and quantity of beer they have swallowed at one sitting, or in one day, or in one evening with as much pride as an old hunter would rehearse his achievements in the forest or jungle. They seem to be as proud of the capacity of their stomachs as a prize fighter is of his muscle.” — Henry Ruggles, 1883

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MICHAEL LEUNIG

They’re privatising things we own together.
And though we’re still connected by the weather
They say that sharing things is now unsound.

They’re lonelifying all the public spaces.
They’re rationalising swags and billabongs.
They’re awfulisin

g nature’s lovely places,
Dismantling the dreaming and the songs.”

http://www.wildwilderness.org/docs/private.htm

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The mirror is the worst judge of true beauty. Sophia Nam

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The perfect man uses his mind as a mirror.It grasps nothing. It regrets nothing.It receives but does not keep.

Chuang Tzu

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IN DOUBLE MIRRORS

In double mirrors

                true and false

we are frangible

                skin’s visible default

bony anchors

                loosening ligaments

the moment of meiosis.

                How negligibly begun

but no less purposeful

                zygotes, chiasmic.

As slow doors open

http://redroomcompany.org/poem/angela-gardner/double-mirrors/

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‘A slave’s life is all you understand, you know nothing of freedom. For if you did, you would have encouraged us to fight on, not only with our spear, but with everything we have.’ Sparta

The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. : 1866 – 1939), Saturday 5 September 1885,

The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. - 1866 - 1939), Saturday 5 September 1885,

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The main courtyard was filled with warriors – mermen with fish tails from the waist down and human bodies from the waist up, except their skin was blue, which I’d never known before.Some were tending the wounded. Some were sharpening spears and swords. One passed us, swimming in a hurry. His eyes were bright green, like that stuff they put in glo-sticks, and his teeth were shark teeth. They don’t show you stuff like that in “The Little Mermaid.

― Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Bir musibet, yuz tembihten iyidir. – (Beauty passes, wisdom remains.) Used to make a point that wisdom matters more than physical beauty.

http://www.turkishculture.org/pages.php?SearchID=133

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Khizr chose the path to Kabul in order to reach Paradise
For her mountains brought him close to the delights of heaven
From the fort with sprawling walls, A Dragon of protection
Each stone is there more precious than the treasure of Shayagan
Every street of Kabul is enthralling to the eye
Through the bazaars, caravans of Egypt pass
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs
And the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls …

Saib-e-Tabrizi, 17th century poet

http://stevemccurry.wordpress.com/2011/01/29/proverbs-and-poems-from-afghanistan/

She sells sea shells on the sea shore. The sea shells she sells are shells for sure.

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The Beginning

God himself
having that day planted a garden
walked through it at evening and knew
that Eden was not nearly complex enough.
And he said:
“Let species swarm like solutes in a colloid.
Let there be ten thousand species of plankton
and to eat them a thousand zooplankton.
Let there be ten phyla of siphoning animals,
one phylum of finned vertebrates, from
white-tipped reef shark to long-beaked coralfish,
and to each his proper niche,
and — no Raphael, I’m not quite finished yet — 
you can add seals and sea-turtles & cone-shells & penguins
(if they care) and all the good seabirds your team can devise — 
oh yes, and I nearly forgot it, I want a special place
for the crabs! And now for parasites to keep
the whole system in balance, let . . .”

Though all gold may glitter, yet all is not gold that glitters

The Colours Of Light

Oft the colours are pitched so high
The deepest note is the cobalt sky;
We have to wait till the sunset comes
For shades that feel like the beat of drums –
Or like organ notes in their rise and fall –
Purple and orange and cardinal,
Or the peacock-green that turns soft and slow
To peacock-blue as the great stars show .

Dorothea Mackellar

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a head operates in its clay
and thinks about the wings
it cannot elevate to understanding
here against the fickle light

foto – by susan pomroy 2009