This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
Are you becoming more and more aware of the interconnection of all beings, creatures and elements? Do you hold as your own Jesus' words: 'And whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers, you do to me'? Are you getting tired of the way our society celebrates the false ego's selfish and insatiable drive to acquire and use more and more? And does that make you want to be an agent of healing? A declaration of life's interdependence is a sign of spiritual progress.
Arrogance | Fear | Fighting | Health | Life | Life | Listening | Nature | Practice | Soul | Surrender | Uncertainty | Will |
Men never fail to dwell on maternity as a disqualification for the possession of many civil and political rights. Suggest the idea of women having a voice in making laws and administering the Government in the halls of legislation, in Congress, or the British Parliament, and men will declaim at once on the disabilities of maternity in a sneering contemptuous way, as if the office of motherhood was undignified and did not comport with the highest public offices in church and state. It is vain that we point them to Queen Victoria, who has carefully reared a large family, while considering and signing...
Bible | Despair | Enough | Fear | Punishment | Bible | Understand |
Elizabeth II, born Elizabeth Alexandra May NULL
My mind was never to invade my neighbors.
Elizabeth II, born Elizabeth Alexandra May NULL
Monarchs ought to put to death the authors and instigators of war, as their sworn enemies and as dangers to their states.
It is an understatement to say that in this society injustices abound: in truth, it is itself the quintessence of injustice.
Emily Dickinson, fully Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes — the Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs — the stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, and Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round — of Ground, or Air, or Ought — a Wooden way regardless grown, a Quartz contentment, like a stone — This is the Hour of Lead —Remembered, if outlived, as Freezing persons, recollect the Snow —First — Chill — then Stupor — then the letting go —
Fear |
Emily Dickinson, fully Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.
Fear |
This was the time when the rush for the spoils filled a corner of the forest with the yelping of hounds, the cracking of whips, the flaring of torches. The appetites let loose were satisfied at last, shamelessly, amid the sound of crumbling neighborhoods and fortunes made in six months. The city had become an orgy of gold and women.
Authority | Conscience | Doubt | Fear | Justice | Knowledge | Position | Public | Responsibility | Struggle | Terror | Guilty | Understand |
The idea of discipline is superior in the blood of the soldiers, the accuracy is not enough to deflect his position of authority? Discipline means obedience to say. army is the dignity of us, loving him, asked him to show respect. Yes, no doubt, will stand up to the first threat, the French army, which is to defend the land of all the people, who love and respect him, but. But it's not that, we need justice and we want to keep the inside of her respected. Maybe tomorrow will give our hands the sword in question, he comes to the master. The hilt of the sword, that when it comes to kissing piety to God, no!
Emily Dickinson, fully Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
A great hope fell, you heard no noise, the ruin was within.
Fear |
Emily Dickinson, fully Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore.
Fear |
Free love? As if love is anything but free! Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love. Man has subdued bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love. Man has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love. Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly helpless before love. High on a throne, with all the splendor and pomp his gold can command, man is yet poor and desolate, if love passes him by. And if it stays, the poorest hovel is radiant with warmth, with life and color. Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a king. Yes, love is free; it can dwell in no other atmosphere. In freedom it gives itself unreservedly, abundantly, completely. All the laws on the statutes, all the courts in the universe, cannot tear it from the soil, once love has taken root.
Body | Earth | Fear | Glory | Life | Life | Man | Morality | Pain | Religion | Self-denial | Sorrow | Soul | Struggle |
Emily Brontë, fully Emily Jane Brontë, aka pseudonym Ellis Bell
So he'll never know how much love: not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself, than I own. I do not know that our souls are made, but they are equal, and Linton is as different from mine as a moonbeam is different from lightning, fire or ice.
Cause | Danger | Distinction | Enough | Existence | Fear | Heart | Life | Life | Regard | Sincerity | Danger | Trouble | Think |
Emily Dickinson, fully Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.
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