Quotes About Creation

Poetry is a machine that manufactures love. Its other virtues escape me.

The spirit of creation is the spirit of contradiction, the breakthrough of appearances toward an unknown reality.

You know, he said, when you paint over something, everything that was there before isn't really gone. It's still there. All the layers of color, the scrapes and dents, even the bare wood hiding beneath, they shape what's painted top, inspire it even, but they don't define it. That's up to the painter.

I should like to write about what happens when fictive people encounter and are embellished by real people.

Creation seemed to come about in a sort of chain reaction. He did not worry about it; he was determinedly pursuing his task in all its simplicity; but as we went back towards the village I saw water flowing in Brooks that had been dry since the memory of man. This was the most impressive result of chain reaction that I had seen. These dry streams had once, long ago, run with water.

On comprenait que les hommes pourraient être aussi efficaces que Dieu dans d'autres domaines que la destruction.

His people believed that the Mother had first created a spirit world, and the spirits of all things in it were perfect. The spirits then produced living copies of themselves, to populate the ordinary world. The spirit was the model, the pattern from which all things were derived, but no copy could be as perfect as the original; not even the spirits themselves could make perfect copies, that was why each was different.

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The sparks he made with just flint were not usually long-lived enough to make fire, anyway.

The men compete in what they do; the women in what they make,' she said, then smiled, 'including babies, though that is a very subtle competition, and nearly everyone thinks she is the winner.

La mano y la vista hacen al artista.

Working with flint, he had often caused small sparks, but he thought of it as the living spirit of the stone released as part of the process.

Works of art were not just the finished product, but the thought, the action, the process that created them.

In a word, man must create his own essence: it is in throwing himself into the world, suffering there, struggling there, that he gradually defines himself.

To do?wiadczenie zawodowe: lekarze, ksi??a, urz?dnicy i oficerowie znaj? si? na cz?owieku tak, jakby go stworzyli.

Un Hombre es todo lo que hace, con lo que hicieron de el.

Un hombe es lo que hace, con lo que hicieron de el.

I thought I'd try to write her a life

Music is, for me, like a beautiful mosaic which God has put together. He takes all the pieces in his hand, throws them into the world, and we have to recreate the picture from the pieces.

We are called to assist the Earth to heal her wounds and in the process heal our own-indeed, to embrace the whole creation in all it's diversity, beauty, and wonder.

I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.

I live in the space between chaos and shape. I walk the line that continually threatens to lose its tautness under me, dropping me into the dark pit where there is no meaning. At other times the line is so wired that it lights up the soles of my feet, gradually my whole body, until I am my own beacon, and I see then the beauty of newly created worlds, a form that is not random. A new beginning.

She had made him possible. In that sense she was his god. Like God, she was neglected.

It's only a story, you say. So it is, and the rest of life with it - creation story, love story, horror, crime, the strange story of you and I. The alphabet of my DNA shapes certain words, but the story is not told. I have to tell it myself. What is it that I have to tell myself again and again? That there is always a new beginning, a different end. I can change the story. I am the story. Begin.