The world is full of confusion and contradiction. We cannot expect to do anything that is absolutely right. We can only measure rightness by the truth within ourselves. And our own truth will never be quite the same as somebody else’s. I wish that I could touch you and be sure that it was the right thing to do. I only want to touch you briefly. Just once so that you will know. We are flesh and blood and full of faults. But we are also full of warmth. The world is full of confusion but there is compassion in its midst. communication via simple touch can transmit so much of us in just one minute. Like a painting or a piece of music. I want to touch your soul. I only wish I could be sure it was the right thing to do.

– Jay Woodman –

Whence did the wond’rous mystic art arise,

of painting SPEECH, and speaking to the eyes?

That we by tracing magic lines are taught,

how to embody, and to colour THOUGHT?

– Marshall McLuhan – The Medium is the Message

As if you haven’t really met yourself yet. As is you’d passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt – ‘Ah ! There I Am ! I’ve been missing that piece !’

But it happens too fast, and then that part of you disappears into the fog again. And you spend the rest of your days looking for it …

Sometimes, I think you can glimpse it in another.

– Libba Bray – The Sweet Far Thing