We should not act and speak as if we were asleep. Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)

We should not act and speak as if we were asleep. Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
Would you be willing to take part in a quick little experiment where, in exchange for just a moment of your time, you might make a life-changing discovery? Okay, then here it is: First, as you read this, bring your attention back to yourself. Now, take a deep breath, look around you, and realize you’re alive; you’re breathing; you’re in […]
Different is the Good and different is the dear, they both, having different aims, fetter you men; He, who chooses for himself the Good, comes to wellbeing, he, who chooses the dear, loses the goal. The Good and the dear approach the man, The wise man, pondering over both, distinguishes them; The wise one chooses the Good over the dear, […]
The sharp edge of a razor is difficult to pass over; thus the wise say the path to Salvation is hard. Upanishads (circa 800 – 200 B.C.E.)
Nothing has such power to broaden the mind as the ability to investigate systematically and truly all that comes under your observation in life. Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
If you are pained by any external thing, it is not this thing that disturbs you, but your own judgment about it. It is in your power to erase this judgment now. If anything in your own nature gives you pain, who hinders you from correcting your opinion? Marcus Aurelius (121 – 180)
All yesterday I was spinning, Sitting alone in the sun; And the dream that I spun was so lengthy, It lasted till day was done… I went up the hill this morning To the place where my spinning lay — There was nothing but glistening dewdrops Remained of my dream to-day. Adelaide Anne Procter (1825 – 1864)
Do not look at life’s long sorrow; See how small each moment’s pain; God will help thee for to-morrow, So each day begin again. Adelaide Anne Procter (1825 – 1864)
One by one (bright gifts from Heaven) Joys are sent thee here below; Take them readily when given, Ready too to let them go… One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not fear an armed band; One will fade as others greet thee; Shadows passing through the land. Adelaide Anne Procter (1825 – 1864)
Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them. Albert Einstein (1879 – 1955)