New Orts #65

March 2 MMXXV

The bamboo shadows
Sweep the steps
But raise no dust.
— Alan Watts (1915-1973)

That hermit who was never at home
When his best friends climbed the slopes
In sun and shadow, by clear streams,
Voice of the oriole, seven pines,
Forgot why they came and went refreshed
To write the simple poem of the absence
Of the one expected.
— John Fowles

Many live in the ivory tower called reality; they never venture on the open sea of thought.
— Francois Gautier, journalist (1950- )

We know nothing of tomorrow; our business is to be good and happy today.
— Sydney Smith