This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
Since you have forsaken the world and turned wholly to God, you are symbolically dead in the eyes of men; therefore, let your heart be dead to all earthly affections and concerns… For you must be well aware that if we make an outward show of conversion to God without giving Him our hearts, it is only a shadow and pretense of virtue, and no true conversion. Any man or woman who neglects to maintain inward vigilance, and only makes an outward show of holiness in dress, speech, and behavior, is a wretched creature. For they watch the doings of other people and criticize their faults, imagining themselves to be something when in reality they are nothing. In this way they deceive themselves. Be careful to avoid this, and devote yourself inwardly to His likeness by humility, charity, and other spiritual virtues. In this way you will be truly converted to God.
Walt Whitman, fully Walter "Walt" Whitman
This is thy hour o soul, thy free flight into the wordless, away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best, night, sleep, death and the stars.
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Walt Whitman, fully Walter "Walt" Whitman
Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, be not afraid of my body.
Better | Body | Fear | Imperfection | Justice | Love | Man | Nothing | Soul | Will | Woman | Understand |
A man has honor if he holds himself to an ideal of conduct though it is inconvenient, unprofitable, or dangerous to do so.
When great questions end, little parties begin.
Cost | Family | Philanthropy | Wife |
We are living through the closing chapters of the established and traditional way of life. We are in the early beginnings of a struggle to remake our civilization. It is not a good time for politicians. It is a time for prophets and leaders and explorers and investors and pioneers, and for those who are willing to plant trees for their children to sit under.
Hill at mutual escort stop. Day dusk shut wood door. Spring grass next year green. Prince offspring return not return. We bid each other farewell beside the hill, as day meets dusk, I close the wooden gate. Next year, in spring, there will be green grass again, but will my honored friend return?
Warren Bennis, fully Warren Gamaliel Bennis
Great Groups need to know that the person at the top will fight like a tiger for them.
Change | Life | Life | Meaning | Opportunity | People | Search | Think |
The natural effect of sorrow over the dead is to refine and elevate the mind.
Church | Present | Speculation | Following |
He would have passed a pleasant life of it, in despite of the Devil and all his works, if his path had not been crossed by a being that causes more perplexity to mortal man than ghosts, goblins, and the whole race of witches put together, and that was--a woman.
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Wayne Dyer, fully Wayne Walter Dyer
Motivation is when you get hold of an idea ... inspiration is the reverse - when an idea gets hold of you.
Wayne Dyer, fully Wayne Walter Dyer
Choose to be in close proximity to people who are empowering, who appeal to your sense of connection to intention, who see the greatness in you, who feel connected to God, who live a life that gives evidence that Spirit has found celebration through them.
Energy | Fault | Life | Life | People | Receive | Search | Fault |
Wei Wu Wei, pen name for Terence James Stannus Gray
It is only the artificial ego that suffers. The man who has transcended his false ‘me’ no longer identifies with his suffering.
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I see that the life of this place is always emerging beyond expectation or prediction or typicality, that it is unique, given to the world minute by minute, only once, never to be repeated. And this is when I see that this life is a miracle, absolutely worth having, absolutely worth saving. We are alive within mystery, by miracle.
William Henley, fully William Ernest Henley
What is the voice of strange command Calling you still, as friend calls friend, With love that cannot brook delay, To rise and follow the ways that wend Over the hills and far away.
Chance |
W. H. Auden, fully Wystan Hugh Auden
I sit in one of the dives On Fifty-Second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of the earth, Obsessing our private lives; The unmentionable…
You have been given questions to which you cannot be given answers. You will have to live them out - perhaps a little at a time.' And how long is that going to take?' I don't know. As long as you live, perhaps.' That could be a long time.' I will tell you a further mystery,' he said. 'It may take longer.