Come, look at this world, glittering like a royal chariot; the foolish are immersed in it, but the wise do not touch it. Buddha (circa 560 – 483 B.C.E.)

Come, look at this world, glittering like a royal chariot; the foolish are immersed in it, but the wise do not touch it. Buddha (circa 560 – 483 B.C.E.)
Life on earth is nothing but a field for working on oneself, so that one can return from whence one came. Maurice Nicoll (1884 – 1953)
Nothing is more useful or more interesting than to pull yourself up suddenly and notice where you are inside and where you are going. If you do this, you will begin to see what sort of psychology you have and what tendencies belong to it and what it keeps on connecting you with. Maurice Nicoll (1884 – 1953)
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death […]
The imagination is alternately a cheat and a dupe; nay, more, it is the most subtle of cheats, for it cheats itself, and becomes the dupe of its own delusions. It conjures up “airy nothings,” gives to them a “local habitation and a name,” and then bows to their control as implicitly as if they were realities. Washington Irving (1783 […]
It is not poverty so much as pretense, that harasses a ruined man. The struggle between a proud mind and an empty purse — the keeping up a hollow show that must soon come to an end. Have the courage to appear poor and you disarm poverty of its sharpest sting. Washington Irving (1783 – 1859)
The mind moves in a closed space of partial truth, which can be more or less big, without ever being able to cast a glance on what is beyond it. If a captive mind ignores its own captivity, it lives in error. If it recognizes it, even if for a tenth of a second, and if it is pressed to […]
War is merely an outward expression of our inward state, an enlargement of our daily action. It is more spectacular, more bloody, more destructive, but it is the collective result of our individual activities. Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895 – 1986)
Liberation does not concern the person, for liberation is freedom from the person. Jean Klein (1912 – 1998)
Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)