Quotes About Clarity

Turn up your hearing aid 'Grandpa', because I'm only going to say this once!

What we see here is becauselessness itself.

Many of us ordinary folk have tasted these moments of union - on the ladder, in the pond, in the jungle, on the hospital bed. In the yogic view, it is in these moments that we know who we really are. We rest in our true nature and know beyond a doubt that everything is OK, and not just OK, but unutterably well. We know that there is nothing to accept and nothing to reject. Life just is as it is.

Frost's early years were spent finding out who he was. But his later years were spent increasingly being who he was on purpose. As he himself said, the story of his life is the story of someone becoming more and more himself. He later wrote: They would not find me changed from him they knew— Only more sure of all I thought was true.

Begin with the end in mind

None of them knew the color of the sky.

he began to fear that his judgment of them had been blind.

Your poem effectively begins at the first moment you've surprised or startled yourself. Throw away everything that preceded that moment, and begin with that moment.

The good poem simultaneously reveals and conceals. It is in this sense that it is mysterious. The not so good poem is often mysterious only by virtue of its concealment. Or it wears exotic clothing to hide its essential plainness.

A true thing, poorly expressed, is a lie.

It can come a bit hard sometimes to see one's own unique, heroic life pinned so pitilessly to a wall. At other times it can endorse, affirm and save, but as I go clowning my sentimental way into eternity, wrestling with all my problems of estrangement and acquiescence, I shuttle between worrying whether I matter at all and whether anything else matters at all but me.

We'll spare your life, I promise," hissed Odysseus. "Only speak quickly. And quietly. I have shaky hands and this blade against your throat might just slip and find its way into your windpipe if you aren't quick, clear, and concise.

Ask a stupid person, you'll get a stupid answer.

You should have said where fact ends and fantasy begins. If that's what you wanted to know." "Isn't it the same thing?" "No, it's not. Mother's like a spring flower. That's not strictly a fact. But it is true.

Everything makes sense if you look at it long enough.

According to some accounts, a journalist told Eddington in the early 1920s that he had heard there were only three people in the world who understood general relativity. Eddington paused, then replied, "I am trying to think who the third person is.")

to some accounts, a journalist told Eddington in the early 1920s that he had heard there were only three people in the world who understood general relativity. Eddington paused, then replied, "I am trying to think who the third person is.")

simplicity is a matter of taste.

If you make an assumption, we're in a world of confirmation bias, and clarity is the first casualty.

The art of the pitch was to keep it clear, quick, with a good sense of suspense toward a climax, leading to a single conclusion. It had to be a story, in other words.

My potential salvation...must remain an unswerving commitment to treat generality only as it emerges from little things that arrest us and open our eyes with aha -- while direct, abstract, learned assaults upon generalities usually glaze them over.

Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule.

stupidity is one of the two things we see most clearly in retrospect. The other is missed chances.

I write to find out what I think.