I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
Sunday, January 31, 2016
Sorry, But I Gotta Fly!
If you came for a Sunday Kat Kwote, you're out of luck. It struck me, the other day that now is the time to end KK's Kwotes. I don't know if it has value worth my spending time each day putting a post together. If there is a great hue and cry, I may reconsider, but for now, this is it--the 3,066th quote (in reality, less, because I ended up repeating a few, and, some were videos...)
I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
~ Gustave Flaubert ~
I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
Saturday, January 30, 2016
The Lowest Part
It interests me how we find ways to feel superior to another person, another group of people. It happens everywhere, and all the time. Whatever we call it. It think it's the lowest part of who we are, this need to find someone else to put down.
Friday, January 29, 2016
Poetry Friday
...I didn't think I could understand poetry; I didn't think that it had any relevance to my life, the feelings that I endured on a day-to-day basis, until I was introduced to the right poem.
Photo by Jeff Etheridge, courtesy The Poetry Foundation.
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Influenza
Influenza pandemics must be taken seriously, precisely because of their capacity to spread rapidly to every country in the world.
Graphic courtesy openclipart.
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Often Is the Key!
...a new brain scan study explains that reading to a child early and often activates the part of the brain that allows them to understand the meaning of language.
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Good Memories
...learning to enjoy today has two benefits: it gives me happiness right now, and it becomes a good memory later.
Photo by Ed Schipul.
Monday, January 25, 2016
Acting
You can't just tell actors, especially young ones, to "act happy" and expect them to do it. They must in some essential way be happy.
~ Roger Ebert ~
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Goldfish?
A survey of Canadian media consumption by Microsoft concluded that the average attention span had fallen to eight seconds, down from 12 in the year 2000. We now have a shorter attention span than goldfish, the study found.
Image courtesy openclipart.
Friday, January 22, 2016
Poetry Friday
Poems have to be based in autobiography; how else should they come about? But if they are to be of any use, they must end by being about everybody.
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Snow!
A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder.
Woodcut print by Hiroshige, courtesy Library of Congress.
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
The Spirit of Slavery
The spirit of slavery so strongly existed that letters could not reach her; they were all destroyed. My parents had never learned the rescuing scheme of the underground railroad which had borne so many thousands to the standard of freedom and victories. They knew no other resource than to depend upon their own chance in running away and secreting themselves. If caught they were in a worse condition than before.
~ Mattie J. Johnson as told to L. S. Thompson ~
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
A Whole Race of Politicians?
And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together.
Monday, January 18, 2016
Remembering Dr. Martin Luther King
I refuse to accept despair as the final response to the ambiguities of history. I refuse to accept the idea that the "isness" of man's present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal "oughtness" that forever confronts him. I refuse to accept the idea that man is mere flotsom and jetsom in the river of life, unable to influence the unfolding events which surround him. I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.
~ Martin Luther King, Jr. ~
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Sunday's Kat Kwote
For cats that have good constitutions
Have eight more lives than a man;
Which proves we are better than humans
To my mind, if anything can.
~ C. P. Cranch ~
Saturday, January 16, 2016
Every Reader
It came to me recently that I always write for a reader who "needs" the book at whatever time in their life it arrives. And readers will always—and should—bring their own story to the story they are reading, and so it becomes, essentially, a different book for every reader.
Friday, January 15, 2016
Poetry Friday
I got a beautiful new bike and am looking forward to riding it more. I also want to do more woolgathering—idle rumination, daydreaming—which is absolutely essential for poetry, and which I can do on the bicycle.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Good Books
All good books have one thing in common--they are truer than if they had really happened.
Photo by Susan Wrynn. John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum, Boston.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
No Longer Helpless
For most of the history of our species we were helpless to understand how nature works. We took every storm, drought, illness and comet personally. We created myths and spirits in an attempt to explain the patterns of nature.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Monday, January 11, 2016
Saturday, January 9, 2016
Unbelieveable...
Perhaps more telling is the total cost of firearm injury--$235 billion a year.
~ Ted Miller ~
Friday, January 8, 2016
Poetry Friday
The best thing you can do with poetry is just enjoy reading it together with the children. That has to be the starting point--not all that nonsense about quizzing them about adjectives and metaphors. So first thing: set up situations in which it feels good to read aloud together, read in groups, read silently.
Photo courtesy Walker Books.
Thursday, January 7, 2016
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
Skiing
Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.
Graphic courtesy openclipart.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Too Long!
Superstition is to religion what astrology is to astronomy the mad daughter of a wise mother. These daughters have too long dominated the earth.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Saturday, January 2, 2016
Friday, January 1, 2016
Poetry Friday
Poetry provides the one permissible way of saying one thing and meaning another.
I'm losing it! I didn't post anything on Tuesday and Wednesday and didn't even notice it until last night! I'd like to say that I resolve to be a little more attentive in the coming year, but, I'm afraid things are only going to get worse...
Perhaps 2016 will be the end of KK's Kwotes?
Thursday, December 31, 2015
At the Closing of the Year
If I cannot bring you comfort
Then at least I bring you hope
~ Wendy and Lisa ~
Monday, December 28, 2015
Music
I think music in itself is healing. It's an explosive expression of humanity. It's something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we're from, everyone loves music.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Sunday's Kat Kwote
For those days when you'd like to throw most of humanity down the drain...
Saturday, December 26, 2015
For Me, Too!
For me, the compelling question is the psychological state of his supporters. They are unable or unwilling to make a connection between the challenges faced by any president and the knowledge and behavior of Donald Trump. In a democracy, that is disastrous.
Friday, December 25, 2015
Poetry Friday
Remembering the stable where for once in our lives
Everything became a You and nothing was an It.
~ W. H. Auden from "Christmas Oratio" ~
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Letters to Santa
~ Mary McGann ~
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Time Machines
We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.
Monday, December 21, 2015
Mason Jar
Yesterday I went outside
With my momma's mason jar
Caught a lovely Butterfly
~ Weezer ~
Sunday, December 20, 2015
Sunday's Kat Kwote
[Note: Sainsbury's is a large supermarket chain in the U. K.]
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Morning
To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning. It matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes and labors of men. Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.
Postcard courtesy The NY Public Library Digital Collections.
Friday, December 18, 2015
Poetry Friday
Artists are not cheerleaders, and we're not the heads of tourism boards. We expose and discuss what is problematic, what is contradictory, what is hurtful and what is silenced in the culture we're in.
Photo © Nina Subin, courtesy JunotDiaz.com.
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Birds!
Everyone likes birds. What wild creature is more accessible to our eyes and ears, as close to us and everyone in the world, as universal as a bird?
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Two Sides of the Same Coin
Life is never all one thing. It bounces around. Certainly, my own life has. Look at Woody Allen's funny movies--all the humor comes out of sad stuff. Sometimes you have to laugh, no matter what life deals you.
~ Tim O'Brien ~
Monday, December 14, 2015
An Easy Trick to Learn!
Obviously, you would give your life for your children, or give them the last biscuit on the plate. But to me, the trick in life is to take that sense of generosity between kin, make it apply to the extended family and to your neighbour, your village and beyond.
~ Tom Stoppard ~
Sunday, December 13, 2015
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Simply Put
There are two doors. Behind Door Number One is a completely sealed room, with a regular, gasoline-fueled car. Behind Door Number Two is an identical, completely sealed room, with an electric car. Both engines are running full blast.
I want you to pick a door to open, and enter the room and shut the door behind you. You have to stay in the room you choose for one hour. You cannot turn off the engine. You do not get a gas mask.
I’m guessing you chose the Door Number Two, with the electric car, right? Door number one is a fatal choice--who would ever want to breathe those fumes?
Friday, December 11, 2015
Poetry Friday
and enjoy it to the fullest.
~ Lee Bennett Hopkins ~
Photo by Charles Egita, courtesy Harper Collins.
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Puzzles
You know, people call mystery novels or thrillers "puzzles." I never understood that, because when I buy a puzzle, I already know what it is. It's on the box. And even if I don't, if it's a 5,000-piece puzzle of the "Mona Lisa," it's not like I put the last piece in and go, "I had no idea it's the 'Mona Lisa'!"
~ Harlan Coben ~
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Art
Art is not a handicraft, it is the transmission of feeling the artist has experienced.
Painting by Ilya Repin (1901), courtesy Wikipedia.
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Monday, December 7, 2015
Sunday, December 6, 2015
Sunday's Kat Kwote
But sometimes at dusk when we're driving home
And come on the cats by surprise,
I feel a shiver go down my back
Facing their burning eyes.
~ Elizabeth Coatsworth from "The Two Cats" ~
Photo by Rikki's Refuge.
Saturday, December 5, 2015
Interesting Observation
In a sense the world dies every time a writer dies, because, if he is any good, he has been a wet nurse to humanity during his entire existence and has held earth close around him, like the little obstetrical toad that goes about with a cluster of eggs attached to his legs.
Friday, December 4, 2015
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Celebrities Love Their Cheese Logs
~ Ellen DeGeneres ~
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Be of Good Cheer
Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.
Monday, November 30, 2015
Damnably Sentimental
The world is neither wise nor just, but it makes up for all its folly and injustice by being damnably sentimental.
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Sunday's Kat Kwote
Let your children love pussy, pussy loves your children; only kindly point out to them the essential difference between a plaything and a playmate.
Saturday, November 28, 2015
Timely Thought
As anti-refugee hysteria sweeps many of our political leaders, particularly Republicans, I wonder what they would have told a desperate refugee family fleeing the Middle East. You’ve heard of this family: a carpenter named Joseph, his wife, Mary, and their baby son, Jesus.
According to the Gospel of Matthew, after Jesus’ birth they fled to save Jesus from murderous King Herod (perhaps the 2,000-year-ago equivalent of Bashar al-Assad of Syria?). Fortunately Joseph, Mary and Jesus found de facto asylum in Egypt--thank goodness House Republicans weren’t in charge when Jesus was a refugee!
"The Flight into Egypt" by Giovanni Battista Crespi (1610-1620), courtesy The Athenaeum.
Friday, November 27, 2015
Poetry Friday
Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.
"Starry Night over the Rhone" by Vincent van Gogh, courtesy Wikimedia.
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
America's First Refugees
Next to the fugitives whom Moses led out of Egypt, the little shipload of outcasts who landed at Plymouth are destined to influence the future of the world.
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
From a Man Who Himself Became Mythic
The great enemy of the truth is very often not the lie, deliberate, contrived and dishonest, but the myth, persistent, persuasive and unrealistic.
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