Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Borges, Shakespeare and God


I've been reading a book called The World is Made of Stories by David R. Ley. He is defining the world in Buddhist terms but with many, many quotes, many of which are very wonderful, especially to the mind of a serious reader and writer and lover of book. The following is a wonderful quote from Jorge Luis Borges about Shakespeare.

There was no one like him: behind his face (which even through the bad paintings of those times resembles no other) and his words, which were copious, fantastic, and stormy, there was only a bit of coldness, a dream dreamt by no one. History adds that before or after dying he found himself in the presence of God and told Him: "I who have been so many men in vain want to be one and myself." The voice of the Lord answered from a whirlwind: "Neither am I anyone; I had dreamt the world as you dreamt your work. my Shakespeare, and among the forms in my dream are you, who like myself are many and no one."

I can add nothing, that is beautifully written and leaves one thinking both about Shakespeare, and as the author intended, about all the world's story telling.

And addendum of no importance and off the subject but I just want to say: I learned, yesterday, how to put air i the car's tires! You see an old dog does learn new tricks.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Greater Mystery


I have been looking at the prayer flags in the photos below and have decided the ones that were caught on the bush were NOT the ones I put on the cairn. The color arrangement is different.

Where did they come from? I don't know. I went back yesterday afternoon and they were gone. Flags flying around the world? I once found a set of smaller Tibetan prayer flags on the sidewalk immediately outside my NYC apartment building when I went out about 7:00 in the morning. At that time the Dalai Lama was in the city so I assumed they had been displayed somewhere, wafted away and landed where I found them that morning. Was it Shakespeare who wrote, "there are more thing in heaven and earth than ..." whatever -- will have to look that up and see what the context was, somehow it sounds like Midsummer Nights Dream.