Time and attention are the most precious gifts we can give.
When we spend time with people who live in extreme poverty, and we listen to their stories, it creates dignity and connectedness – something they usually lack.
The secrets of evolution, are time and death.
There’s an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us.
All stories are connected. In the end everything is connected.
When you see, not only intellectually but with your heart too, how we are all connected, how can you harm another? It’s the same as harming oneself.
I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.
We tend to like each other better when walking, sitting or standing side by side or at right angles from each other.
People die from lack of shared empathy and affinity. By establishing social connectedness, we give hope a chance and the other can become heaven. ( “Le ciel c’est l’autre” )
How initially ‘to get her in the sack’ and subsequently to avoid ‘her giving you the sack’ are not identical dilemmas faced by the male species, but they sure have a bizarre habit of being bedfellows