“I'm smart enough to know that I'm dumb.”


Richard P. Feynman

“Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I, too, can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more?”


Richard P. Feynman

Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted,
Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world....

Hans Margolius

"I don't look good in no Armani Suits
No Gucci shoes - or designer boots
I've tried the latest lines from A to Z
But there's just one thing that looks good on me

The only thing I want....
The only thing I need.....
The only thing I choose....


The only thing that looks good on me...

is YOU.."


Bryan Adams

“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream...”

Vincent van Gogh

A Soirée of Different Sort....

Isn’t this a beautiful night?

Isn’t the shimmer of stars above, a lovely sight?

Swaying gently, the trees in avenues offer us their bows

There's some hint, the way the northern wind blows

And I see in your eyes that you feel it too

For tonite we fly to the magical land of Timbaktoo!

No bewitched brooms, no loopy saucers, no clumsy magical kite

For we have Aladdin’s carpet, to soar high into the black nite

Put on your best dress honey, stir up some heady brew

There is wind tugging at our sails, we are the only crew

My motors are running, you'd better hold on tight too

Coz tonite we are zooming to the land of Timbaktoo

Climb on, kick off your shoes, and let’s zoom through the streets

Away from the smoky cauldrons of city, away from the daily beats

We fly through the wispy clouds, across the big bad moon.

We pick a few stars on our way, hearing the nightingale croon

Watching the shooting stars pass by, so far away and so few

Yeah honey, we are on our way to the land of Timbaktoo

We pass the sphinxes and the stone henge lying in our way

Feel the wind in our hair, and see the date palms sway

We'll cross oceans where at dusk fall the mermaids play

Float paper boats, skimming the waves we'll feel the spray

Toward the land of thousand northern lights, we continue

As we inch nearer to the magical land of Timbaktoo

A sky full of moons, like a strange distant dream,

Cuddled between smoky mountains, alongside a idyllic stream

Lies the land of Timbaktoo, with a beach of pure gold

A land of two suns and fields full of daffodils, I am told

Alas we leave at dawn, drowsy, content and eyes sore

Only to return another night and a million times more!

Ask a philosopher "What is philosophy?" or a historian "What is history?" and they will have no difficulty in giving an answer. Neither of them, in fact, can pursue his own discipline without knowing what he is searching for. But ask a mathematician "What is mathematics?" and he may justifiably reply that he does not know the answer but this does not stop him from doing mathematics.

François Lasserre, 'Pi in the sky' - John D Barrow

I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none....

William Shakespeare, in Macbeth

This ain't a song for the broken-hearted....
No silent prayer for the faith-departed
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd ,
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud .....

It's my life ......


Jon Bon Jovi

"A bad boss is a disease of the soul....."

Jack Welch, former CEO of GE corp