The fault–finder will find faults even in paradise. Henry David Thoreau (1817 – 1862)
C. S. Lewis Quote – “At the end of things, the blessed will say…”
At the end of things, the blessed will say, “We have never lived anywhere except in Heaven.” And the lost will say, “We were always in Hell.” And both will speak truly. C. S. Lewis (1898 – 1963)
Jalal al-Din Rumi Quote – “It’s your road and yours alone…”
It’s your road and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you. Jalal al-Din Rumi (1207 – 1273)
Maurice Nicoll Quote – “When a man begins to know himself…”
When a man begins to know himself he is no longer a machine. He may, indeed, even become a man. Maurice Nicoll (1884 – 1953)
Hillel the Elder Quote – “If I am not for myself, who will be for me?…”
If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am only for myself, what am I? And if not now, when? Hillel the Elder (circa 110 B.C.E. – 10 A.D.)
William Shakespeare Quote – “Give me that man that is not passion’s slave…”
Give me that man That is not passion’s slave, and I will wear him In my heart’s core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Jiddu Krishnamurti Quote – “The constant assertion of belief…”
The constant assertion of belief is an indication of fear. Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895 – 1986)
Jiddu Krishnamurti Quote – “When you call yourself an Indian or a Muslim or a Christian…”
When you call yourself an Indian or a Muslim or a Christian or a European or anything else, you are being violent. Do you see why it is violent? Because you are separating yourself from the rest of mankind. When you separate yourself by belief, by nationality, by tradition, it breeds violence. Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895 – 1986)
Jiddu Krishnamurti Quote – “Tradition becomes our security…”
Tradition becomes our security, and when the mind is secure it is in decay. Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895 – 1986)
Henry David Thoreau Quote – “The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation…”
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation, and go to the grave with the song still in them. Henry David Thoreau (1817 – 1862)