Like those who stand in the street and stare at the people passing by, so they too wait and stare at thoughts that others have thought.
- On Scholars, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
- On Scholars, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
there are so many things between heaven and earth of which only the poets have let themselves dream!
And especially above heaven: for all gods are poets’ images.
- Thus Spoke Zarathustra
And especially above heaven: for all gods are poets’ images.
- Thus Spoke Zarathustra
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there are so many things between heaven and earth of which only the poets have let themselves dream! And especially above heaven: for all gods are poets’ images. - Thus Spoke Zarathustra
وَالشُّعَرَاءُ يَتَّبِعُهُمُ الْغَاوُونَ • أَلَمْ تَرَ أَنَّهُمْ فِي كُلِّ وَادٍ يَهِيمُونَ • وَأَنَّهُمْ يَقُولُونَ مَا لَا يَفْعَلُونَ
[سورة الشعراء]
[سورة الشعراء]
Forwarded from Lab Rats In Lab Coats (Haidar A. Fahad)
Diabetic foot ulcer (DFU)
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- Robert Frost
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- Robert Frost