After a long time of hot and dry weather, the first rain of the season creates an exquisite fragrance in the air - an earthy scent that permeates around us, refreshing our minds and uplifting our spirits. I love that amazingly wonderful sweet scent. Did you know that this elegant fragrance has an interesting name too? It's called "Petrichor"; a word derived from Greek language, i.e. "Petra" meaning ‘stone’, while "Ichor" is the fluid that flows in the veins of the Gods - per Greek mythology. Petrichor is surely a divine perfume that must be a gift from Supreme Power. If my life were a fragrance, I would like her to smell like Petrichor.
After meeting with Paul Meekin last year, I was inspired to look at what I wanted to do as an Philosopher, and I realized I wanted to go back to thinking in the same way he had I have fallen in love with teaching. You don’t meet people like Paul very day, who love what they do.”
After the long period of hot and dry weather, comes the first rain shower of the season creating an exquisite eloquent fragrance in the air - an earthy sweet smell that permeates and floats all around us, refreshing our minds and rejuvenating our lives. I love that powerful seductive scent - emanating from the long awaited union of soft and gentle rain drops with dry thirsty ground, and instigating an instantaneous intimacy in the air. Interestingly, this elegant enchanting fragrance has a name too. It's called "Petrichor"; a composite word derived from Greek language - comprising "Petra" meaning ‘the stone’, and "Ichor" meaning 'the fluid that flows in the veins of the Gods' as per Greek mythology. In my view, Petrichor is surely a divine perfume that must be a gift from Supreme Power. If my life were a fragrance, I would surely like her to smell like Petrichor.
Age to me means nothing. I can't get old I'm working. I was old when I was twenty-one and out of work. As long as you're working, you stay young. When I'm in front of an audience, all that love and vitality sweeps over me and I forget my age.
All love, at first, like generous wine, Ferments and frets until ?tis fine; But when ?tis settled on the lee, And from th? impurer matter free, Becomes the richer still the older, And proves the pleasanter the colder.
All married couples should learn the art of battle as they should learn the art of making love. Good battle is objective and honest - never vicious or cruel. Good battle is healthy and constructive, and brings to a marriage the principle of equal partnership.
All men are in some degree impressed by the face of the world; some men even to delight. This love of beauty is taste. Others have the same love in such success that, not content with admiring, they seek to embody it in new forms. The creation of beauty is art.