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On this road, therefore, to abandon one’s own way is to enter on the true way, or, to speak more correctly, to advance to the goal… for the spirit which has courageously resolved on passing, inwardly and outwardly, beyond the limits of its own nature, enters the limitless higher world.
The happy only are the truly great.
All may do what has by man been done.
This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.
We are not only enough… We are all there is.
False happiness renders men stern and proud, and that happiness is never communicated. True happiness renders them kind and sensible, and that happiness is always shared.
I’ve never had a sorrow that one hour’s reading wouldn’t allay.
Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space lies our freedom and power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and freedom.
There is one great and universal wish of mankind expressed in all religions, in all art and philosophy, and in all human life: the wish to pass beyond himself as he now is.
The Void is that which stands right in the middle of “this” and “that.” The void is all inclusive, having no opposite. There is nothing which it excludes or opposes. It is a living void, because all forms come out of it and whoever realizes the void is filled with life and power and the love of all things.
How many times have I promised, yet every time I failed to keep my word. But disregard this according to Thy Grace.
A life lived for tomorrow never comes, a life lived for yesterday never changes, but a life lived for today is full of wonder, mystery and the choice to live happily ever after moment by moment.
Patience child, patience. Remember, life is a journey. If you got everything you wanted all at once there’d be no point to living. Enjoy the ride, and in the end you’ll see these “setbacks” as giant leaps forward, only you couldn’t see the bigger picture in the moment. Remain calm, all is within reach; all you have to do is show up every day, stay true to the path and you will surely find the treasure you seek.
There are latent, in every heart, songs as yet unsung, anthems as yet unheard, chords which, if but struck, would fill this old world of ours with music, thrill the soul of man with joy, string his heart and nerves with strength, exalt his life with hope, sweeten it with gladness, and set his whole being atingle with nobleness and love.
We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.
As a man is, so he sees.
He bids fair to grow wise, who has discovered that he is not so.
If we do depend on others psychologically, we become secondhand people; which we are. The whole history of mankind is in us… and we don’t know how to read that… You’re not the reader… you are the book. When you read the book as a reader it has no meaning. But if you are the book, and the book is telling you; showing you the story, then you’ll not depend on a single person. Then one will be a light to one’s self.
Every duty we omit, obscures some truth we should have known.
Conversion is no repairing of the old building; but it takes all down, and erects a new structure… Conversion is a deep work, a heart-work; it turns all upside down, and makes a man be in a new world. It goes throughout with men — throughout the mind, throughout the members, throughout the motions of the whole life.