viernes, 24 de diciembre de 2010

Nähe des Geliebten

Ich denke dein,
wenn mir der Sonne schimmer
Vom Meere strahlt;
Ich denke dein,
wenn sich des Mondes Flimmer
In Quellen malt.

Ich sehe dich,
wenn auf dem fernen Wege
Der Staub sich hebt,
In tiefer Nacht,
wenn auf dem schmalen Stege
Der Wandrer bebt.

Ich höre dich,
wenn dort mit dumpfem Rauschen
Die Welle steigt.
Im stillen Haine geh' ich oft zu lauschen,
Wenn alles schweigt.

Ich bin bei dir,
du seist auch noch so ferne,
Du bist mir nah!
Die Sonne sinkt,
bald leuchten mir die Sterne.
O wärst du da!

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

miércoles, 12 de mayo de 2010


Quand l'amour a fondu et mêlé deux êtres dans une unité angélique et sacrée,
le secret de la vie est trouvé pour eux; ils ne sont plus que les deux termes d'une même destinée;
ils ne sont plus que les deux ailes d'un même esprit.
Aimez, planez!

Victor Hugo - Les Misérables

jueves, 18 de febrero de 2010

Ignis fatuus

L'absence diminue les médiocres passions et attise les grandes, comme le vent étient les bougies et allume le feu.

François de La Rouchefaucauld

miércoles, 10 de febrero de 2010

Ars longa vita brevis est

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, — act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

Voices Of The Night : A Psalm Of Life
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

jueves, 4 de febrero de 2010

Deep breath of life

Feel that delightful sorrow hidden behind the perishable nature of time.

martes, 2 de febrero de 2010


From delusion lead me to truth

From darkness lead me to light

From death lead me to immortality

Let there be peace everywhere

When the five senses and the mind,

are still

and reason itself,

rests in silence

then begins the Path supreme.