Reality is a creation of our excesses.
Emil Cioran
Tag: Snow
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden’s end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier’s feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
2022
Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies,
Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies;
The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare,
And shed their substance on the floating air.
George Crabbe
2022
We believe that we know something about the things themselves when we speak of trees, colours, snow, and flowers; and yet we possess nothing but metaphors for things — metaphors which correspond in no way to the original entities.
Friedrich Nietzsche
2022
A last violent cloud of dust whirls round once before a thunderstorm, soon to be stilled for a long time.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
2021
For all things are from the earth and in the earth all things end.
Xenophanes
2021
Espousing the melancholy of ancient symbols, I would have freed myself.
Emil Cioran
2021
To think many have succeeded in dying.
Emil Cioran
2021
Parallel Aesthetics 