Time, force, and death, Do to this body what extremes you can; But the strong base and building of my love Is as the very centre of the earth, Drawing all things to it. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)

Time, force, and death, Do to this body what extremes you can; But the strong base and building of my love Is as the very centre of the earth, Drawing all things to it. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
He who asks of life nothing but the improvement of his own nature, and a continuous good progress towards inner contentment and spiritual submission, is less likely than anyone else to miss and waste life. Henri Amiel (1821 – 1881)
A cucumber is bitter? Throw it away. There are briars in the road? Turn aside from them. This is enough. Do not add, “Why were such things made in the world?” Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
Happiness is no other than soundness and perfection of the mind. Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
We are free only so far as we are not dupes of ourselves, our pretexts, our instincts, our temperament. We are freed by energy and the critical spirit — that is to say, by detachment of soul, by self-government. So that we are enslaved, but susceptible of freedom; we are bound, but capable of shaking off our bonds. Henri Amiel […]
He who floats with the current, who does not guide himself according to higher principles, who has no ideal, no convictions — such a man is… a thing moved, instead of a living and moving being — an echo, not a voice. The man who has no inner life is a slave of his surroundings, as the barometer is the […]
Do you wish to be praised by a man who curses himself three times an hour? Do you wish to please a man who cannot please himself? Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
Things stand outside us, themselves by themselves, neither knowing anything of themselves, nor expressing any judgment. What is it, then, which makes judgement about them? Your ruling faculty. Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
As the great ocean has only one taste, the taste of salt, so my doctrine has only one flavor, the flavor of emancipation. Buddha (circa 560 – 483 B.C.E.)
The slanderer is like one who flings dust at another when the wind is contrary; the dust does but return on him who threw it. The virtuous man cannot be hurt and the misery that the other would inflict comes back on himself. Buddha (circa 560 – 483 B.C.E.)