Quotes About Flow

I read as easily as I breathe.

La vida es como andar en bicicleta. Para mantener el equilibrio, tienes que seguir moviéndote.

tears, like drops of wax, flowed from his eyes.

The spirit is liquid and easily flows and surges, sinking and boiling with the currents of circumstances. Bringing every thought into the obedience of Christ is no easy-chair job.

That all species are related in the flow of life and death is a keystone of evolutionary theory. The grandeur displayed in this view of life is ecological in character.

If inspiration is allowed to unexpectedly enter you, it is also allowed to unexpectedly exit you.

Qualquer movimento é melhor do que a inércia, pois a inspiração sempre será atraída para o movimento.

Dal centro della mia vita venne una grande fontana… "From the center of my life, there came a great fountain…

Because this is the other side of the contract with creativity: If inspiration is allowed to unexpectedly enter you, it is also allowed to unexpectedly exit you.

Dal centro della mia vita venne una grande fontana . . .

From the center of my life, there came a great fountain…

And any motion whatsoever beats inertia, because inspiration will always be drawn to motion.

O trabalho quer ser feito, e quer ser feito através de você.

To each other, they talked at a gallop. Literature turned them on; their ideas flowed, ran back and forth like a current. (The Cousins)

Notes of the same key respond to one another; Odors of the same nature merge together. Water flows toward what is wet, Fire rises toward what is dry. Clouds follow dragons; Winds follow tigers.

Only a few yards away a little stream of fresh

Ask me no more: thy fate and mine are seal'd:I strove against the stream and all in vain:Let the great river take me to the main:No more, dear love, for at a touch I yield;Ask me no more.

Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever.

Tonight I can smell the season the way it's usually only possible to at the very first moments of its return, before you're used to it, when you've forgotten its smell, then there it is back in the air and the flow of things shifting and resettling again.

Meanwhile, days pass.

In those days we weren't always singular, but rode the sea of consciousness like bubbles overlapped.

Stop, just stop. Nothing suffices but timelessness. You terrify me, you say. I am the being beyond terror, beyond extinction; details flow off me.

it's a pitiable likeness of clear running struggling to keep up with what's already gone

Water seeks its own level. Look at them. The Tigris, the Euphrates, the Mississippi, the Amazon, the Yangtze. The world's great rivers. And every one of them finds its way to the ocean.