Walk - Quotes
In the mountains, we see a valley covered by a sea of white clouds. The surface of the clouds gleams, immaculate. We start to walk toward the valley. The air becomes more humid, then less clear; the sky is no longer blue. We find ourselves in a fog. Where did the well-defined surface of the clouds go? It vanished. Its disappearance is gradual; there is no surface that separates the fog from the sparse air of the heights. Was it an illusion? No, it was a view from afar. Come to think of it, it`s like this with all surfaces. This dense marble table would look like a fog if I were shrunk to a small enough, atomic scale. Everything in the world becomes blurred when seen close up. Where exactly does the mountain end and where do the plains begin? Where does the savannah begin and the desert end? We cut the world into large slices. We think of it in terms of concepts that are meaningful for us, that emerge at a certain scale.
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don`t know where it goes
But it`s home to me and I walk alone.
Every person must decide, at some point, whether they will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness. (...) Life`s most persistent and urgent question is. "What are you doing for others?"
What is true is not to be decided by votes; otherwise, we could never come to any truth ever. People would vote for what is comfortable - and lies are very comfortable because you don’t have to do anything about them, you just have to believe... Truth needs great effort, discovery, risk, and to walk alone on a path which nobody has traveled before.
Sometimes the facts in my head get bored and decide to take a walk in my mouth. Frequently this is a bad thing.
Ideas are like seeds: they are abundant, and most of them never grow into anything. Also, ideas are seldom original. Ask several independent groups to brainstorm on the same topic at the same time, and you will likely get many of the same ideas. This is not a limitation of brainstorming; it is true of all creation. Because everything arises from steps, not leaps, most things are invented in several places simultaneously when different people walk the same path, each unaware of the others.
Life is like a narrow beam over an endless chasm, a beam we have to walk blindfolded.