"Infinity is not the 'object' of cognition (which would be to reduce it to the measure of the gaze that contemplates), but is the desirable, that which arouses Desire, that is, that which is approachable by a thought that at each instant thinks more than it thinks" (Emmanuel Levinas, Totality and Infinity, tr. Alphonso Lingis [Pittsburgh: Duquesne University Press, 1969], 62).
"For I telle thee trewly that I had lever be so nowhere bodely, wrastlyng with that blynde nought, than to be so grete a lorde that I might when I wolde be everywhere bodely, merily pleiing with al this ought as a lorde with his owne" (The Cloud of Unknowing, ed. Patrick J. Gallacher [Kalamazoo, Michigan: Medieval Institute Publications, 1997]. chapter 68).
"For somtyme men thought it meeknes to sey nought of theire owne hedes, bot yif thei afermid it by Scripture and doctours wordes; and now it is turnid into corioustee and schewyng of kunnyng. To thee it nedith not, and therfore I do it nought. For whoso hath eren, lat hem here, and whoso is sterid for to trowe, lat hem trowe; for elles scholen thei not" (The Cloud of Unknowing, ed. Patrick J. Gallacher [Kalamazoo, Michigan: Medieval Institute Publications, 1997], chapter 70).
I would write on the lintels of the door-post, Whim.
Whim after all is a whim; and, by its very nature, it is such that “why—wherefore—when” can find no place in its nature. A whim may come at any moment; it may come now or after a few months or after years, and it may not come at all.
- Meher Baba
Forget about your silly whim / It doesn't fit the plan!