Source: The Winding Stair and Other Poems (1933), Vacillation http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1751/, IV
Context: My fiftieth year had come and gone,
I sat, a solitary man,
In a crowded London shop,
An open book and empty cup
On the marble table-top.
While on the shop and street I gazed
My body of a sudden blazed;
And twenty minutes more or less
It seemed, so great my happiness,
That I was blessed and could bless.
“That I can read and be happy while I am reading, is a great blessing.”
“Happy painting and God Bless, my friend.”
Ken Tucker (2006) Kissing Bill O'Reilly, Roasting Miss Piggy: 100 Things to Love and Hate about TV, Macmillan: ISBN 0312330588, p. 155.
Attributed
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.
Introduction
The Madman (1918)
Source: Autobiography (1873)
Source: https://archive.org/details/autobiography01mill/page/184/mode/1up p. 184
“Bless my enemies, O Lord, even I bless them and do not curse them.”
Благослови непријатеље моје, Господе, и ја их благосиљам и не кунем.
Prayers by the Lake http://www.sv-luka.org/praylake/index.htm
On hearing a performance on a woodwind by Pandit Bhola Nath of Varanasi.
My father's wrestling techniques made my lungs strong: Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasia
“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.”
[The Tao of Willie: A Guide to the Happiness in Your Heart, XII, Nelson, Willie; Pipkin, Turk, 159240197X, 2006, Gotham]
Matt Lauer interview http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13347509/page/4/, MSNBC (14 June 2006)
Abençoem-se antes um ao outro, é quanto basta, pudessem ser todas as bênçãos como essa.
Source: Baltasar and Blimunda (1982), p. 175
