To the best you can do everyday. And guess what they have planned for you? Life is about creating yourself. For me, success is inner peace. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine, and at last, you create what you will. Give love to your children, to your wife or husband, to a next door neighbor. Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier.
Thinking is the enemy of creativity. You simply must do things. And pray that a wreath like a rainbow May slip from the beautiful past, And Crown me again with the sweet, strong love And keep me, and hold me fast. The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of Love. The daily actions of religious people have accomplished uncounted good deeds throughout history, alleviating suffering, feeding the hungry, caring for the sick. Religions have brought the comfort of belonging and companionship to many who would otherwise have passed through this life all alone, without glory or adventure.
They have not just provided first aid, in effect, for people in difficulties; they have provided the means for changing the world in ways that remove those difficulties. As Alan Wolfe says, "Religion can lead people out of cycles of poverty and dependency just as it led Moses out of Egypt". There is much for religion lovers to be proud of in their traditions, and much for all of us to be grateful for. The fact that so many people love their religions as much as, or more than, anything else in their lives is a weighty fact indeed. I am inclined to think that nothing could matter more than what people love.
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At any rate, I can think of no value that I would place higher. I would not want to live in a world without love. Would a world with peace, but without love, be a better world? Not if the peace was achieved by drugging the love and hate out of us, or by suppression. Would a world with justice and freedom, but without love, be a better world? Not if it was achieved by somehow turning us all into loveless law-abiders with none of the yearnings or envies or hatreds that are wellsprings of injustice and subjugation.
It is hard to consider such hypotheticals, and I doubt if we should trust our first intuitions about them, but, for what it is worth, I surmise that we almost all want a world in which love, justice, freedom, and peace are all present, as much as possible, but if we had to give up one of these, it wouldn't — and shouldn't — be love. But, sad to say, even if it is true that nothing could matter more than love, it wouldn't follow from this that we don't have reason to question the things that we, and others, love. Love is blind, as they say, and because love is blind, it often leads to tragedy: Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game It's easy.
We all been playing those mind games forever Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil. Doing the mind guerrilla, Some call it magic — the search for the grail. Love is the answer and you know that for sure. Love is a flower, you got to let it — you got to let it grow.
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We have come by curious ways To the Light that holds the days; We have sought in haunts of fear For that all-enfolding sphere: Deep in every heart it lies With its untranscended skies; For what heaven should bend above Hearts that own the heaven of love? If you believe in peace , act peacefully; if you believe in love, acting lovingly; if you believe every which way, then act every which way, that's perfectly valid — but don't go out trying to sell your beliefs to the system. You end up contradicting what you profess to believe in, and you set a bum example.
If you want to change the world , change yourself. There are three lessons I would write, — Three words — as with a burning pen, In tracings of eternal light Upon the hearts of men. If you like short stories Some of the most beautiful short stories I've read in a long time. If you like short stories, I'd encourage you to read this book. It will make you look at love--and those you love--in a whole new light.
These stories are written in Van Booy's signature abstract style and touch on different perspectives and versions of love. But they are authentic and not sappy love stories. There is a thread of loneliness and a sense of longing woven throughout these pieces.
The author's words paint beautiful pictures and bear testament to his acute power of observation about human nature, each story capturing a slice of life as it unfolds via the characters' or narrator's thoughts. There is the moody Wonderful. There is the moody love story between French cellist Bruno and Welsh shopkeeper Hannah who have experienced great personal loss; the odd and obscure 'Tiger Tiger' story with journal entries; the kindness of a stranger towards an abandoned mother and son in 'The Missing Statues'; the love and friendship between an Irish Gypsy and Canadian orphan in 'The Coming and Going Of Strangers'; the final story ends the collection with a sense of hope in 'The City Of Windy Trees' when a desolate man is presented with an unexpected and amazing gift.
- Love Begins in Winter: Five Stories.
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The prose is beautiful and I found myself re-reading certain passages from each story. Apr 01, Erik rated it it was amazing. Maybe here and there I found a line I thought was trying a little hard in one way or another. And maybe I want to grab Van Booy by the lapels and smack him around a little for being three years younger than myself and writing the way he does. But all is easily forgiven after reading this collection of five stories. His writing was simply beautiful: The stories were steeped in emotion without having to wave at the reader and shout "Hey, this is DEEP here!
For the most part, I was likely just reading the wrong short stories. I might not give each of these stories five stars, but the best ones make up for what I felt the one or two less enjoyable stories might lack. Love begins in winter 3 stars Tiger, Tiger 1. Solitude and depression are like swimming and drowning. Every moment is the paradox of now or never.
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Every adult yearns for some stranger, but it is really childhood we miss. We are yearning for that which has been stolen from us by what we have become. The rain tapped gently against the window, magnifying the back Breakdown: The rain tapped gently against the window, magnifying the backyards in long watery lines. The roofs of the buildings glistened black, and a tiny alphabet of birds hung motionless in the sky Jul 21, Caitlin rated it really liked it Shelves: I don't read a lot of short stories.
I tend to have a fondness for huge tomes that I strengthen my arms with by dragging them around with me wherever I go they're too hard to read in bed, though - a problem. I like short stories, but sometimes they just end too fast and I want more. At their core, these stories are about loneliness, the yearning for connection, the difficulty of makin I don't read a lot of short stories. At their core, these stories are about loneliness, the yearning for connection, the difficulty of making it and keeping it.
In many ways these are people who can't quite remove themselves from the center of their own universe, can't quite let go and allow themselves to see what the world has on offer. Loneliness and longing define them and when they find a connection it is one of life's minor miracles for them. All of this could be sentimental and sappy, but in Van Booy's hands it is not. Although at times it feels like he's trying just a little too hard, those moments are far overshadowed by his beautiful use of language.
Most of all this reminds me of my Mississippi grandmother, Jesse. My grandfather died relatively young and grandmother continued living her life alone - teaching and, after she retired, traveling all over. She used to always say that she "didn't need an old man to take care of. They were both in their seventies and had known each other in college - grandmother and grandaddy double dated with Vernon and his wife. Long story short they fell in love and had about fifteen glorious years together before Vernon died.
They were both amazing people - kind, loving, and giving. I can remember always thinking of them at times in my life when I was alone and lonely and felt like that would never change. I'd think, "Remember grandmother - it ain't over 'til its over. It's a lovely memory and was quite happy to read stories that evoked that for me.
Oct 22, Kaloyana rated it it was amazing. Music allows us to face God on our own terms because it reaches beyond life. Actually years mean nothing. It's what's inside them. Trusting is harder than being trusted. Going back somewhere at night is almost like haunting the world after death. Grief is a country where it rains and rains but nothing grows. While lies and deception destroy love, they can also build and defend it. Love requires imagination more than experience. In school many years ago, I learned that flowers sometimes unfold inside themselves.
Coincidences mean you're on the right path. I wanted the day to rewind itself. Freedom is the most exciting of life's terrors. All wars are the external realization of our internal battles. It's true the people we meet shape us. But people we don't meet shape us also, often more because we have imagined them so vividly. We think of the world as the place of beginnings and ends, and we forget the inbetween, and even how to inhabit our own bodies.
And then in adulthood, we sit and wonder why we feel so lost. Life had called his name, and without thinking, he had stepped forward. View all 3 comments. Jul 10, Patrick Duncan rated it liked it.
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This is really more of a 3. And it may even wind up being upgraded at some point because I feel like these are stories I will continue to think about. My problem is that the whole time I was reading it, I couldn't decide if I liked it or if I was annoyed by it. Some of the stories felt overly precious and too much like self-conscious attempts to impart a moral lesson or greater thought. At some points it edged uncomfortably close to Alchemist territory, which I know is not a negative for every This is really more of a 3.
At some points it edged uncomfortably close to Alchemist territory, which I know is not a negative for everyone but is not usually something I'm a fan of. However, there were some really startling turns of phrase and unusual use of language that I really appreciated, and some of the insight, self-conscious as it was, was moving. I will definitely read more from Mr. Aug 28, Elizabeth rated it it was amazing. These are the some of the words that come to mind to describe the prose of Simon Van Booy.
When Simon Van Booy writes, he imprints his images upon your heart and soul. The title story, "Love Begins in Winter," is one that will live on in my heart forever. This is the third book I have read by Van Booy. I am definitely a fan and look forward to reading more from him.
Jan 04, Brandon Shire rated it it was amazing Shelves: Jul 06, Samir rated it it was amazing. I began to love this book, even though winter is far away Ironically, Bombay Mumbai , the city I reside in, doesn't actually have an elaborate winter season. Winter here is similar to European summer.
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But love somehow manages to visit and leave me from time to time. Let me focus on the object of my literary love at the moment.
Love finds two strangers in the midst of t I began to love this book, even though winter is far away Love finds two strangers in the midst of their blues. Rarely has text induced goose bumps on my rigid skin A short simple story where the moody poetic writing style makes the story special. At the very start of the book, the protagonist is playing his cello to the audience.
Simon Van Booy elaborates that single line in such a way that the reader can actually feel every emotion the protagonist feels while playing his music. Nothing much happens in the book in terms of a plot and yet so much keeps playing on minds of the characters that it doesn't matter whether there is a plot or not.
This is one of the rare love stories that touch the reader with it's raw emotional power without being melodramatic. Love begins in Winter is one of the five books in this series of stories by Simon Van Booy Some of the gems from the book: