We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our …

We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploringà Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, remembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always – A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are infolded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. T.S. Eliot
from Little Giddingà (in the Four Quartets) 1888-1965

Actually, it is foolish inconsistency that is the hobgoblin of little minds. …

Actually, it is foolish inconsistency that is the hobgoblin of little minds. Well considered consistency with all the evidence available is the hallmark of an ordered mind and ordered thought. Anyone who says otherwise is either too dumb to realize it or too dishonest to acknowledge it. Christian H F Riley
July 6, 1991

Our life is frittered away by detail. An honest man has hardly …

Our life is frittered away by detail. An honest man has hardly need to count more than his ten fingers, or in extreme cases he may add his ten toes, and lump the rest.Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity. I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand; instead of a million count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb nail. Henry David Thoreau
Walden