"Why dost thou prate of God?
Whatever thou sayest of Him is untrue."
The One Favored Much More Than God Than You, Meister Eckhart
"When the hen has laid, she must needs cackle. And what does she get by it? Straightway comes the chough and robs her of her eggs, and devours all that of which she should have brought forth her live birds. And just so that wicked clough, the devil, beareth away from the cackling anchoresses, and swalloweth up all the goods they have brought forth, and which ought, as birds, to bear them up towards heaven, if it had not been cackled."
From the Anren Riwle, "modernized" by Aldous Huxley
"Jejune and barren speculations may unfold the plicatures of Truth's garment, but they cannot discover her lovely face."
John Smith, the Platonist
I want to walk around in the woods, fish and drink.
I'm going to be a child about it and I can't help it, I was
born this was and it makes me very happy to fish and drink....
Water will never leave earth and whiskey is good for the brain.
What else am I supposed to do in these last days but fish and drink?
Jim Harrison by way of David Duncan and The River Why