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If you observe, you will see that there is an interval between two thoughts, between two emotions. In that interval, which is not the product of memory, there is an extraordinary freedom from the “me” and the “mine,” and that interval is timeless.
Each minute, each moment, man is saying or thinking ‘I’. And each time his ‘I’ is different. Just now it was a thought, now it is a desire, now a sensation, now another thought, and so on, endlessly. Man is a plurality. Man’s name is legion.
One Love it is that pervades the whole world, few there are who know it fully: They are blind who hope to see it by the light of reason, that reason which is the cause of separation.
When experience is complete, there is no residue — that is the beauty of life.
There are forces in you working upon you all the time to make you awaken, to heal you, to cure you — if you can only listen to them.
The opposites are thieves because what you build on one is undermined by the other. Or, to put it differently, joy leads to sorrow. But whatever is built in the centre cannot be taken from you.
Man’s sensitivity to little things and insensitivity to the greatest things are marks of a strange disorder.
We are surrounded by a wall built of our conceptions of the world, and are unable to look over this wall at the real world.
The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea; And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes. But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure; And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line. For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
She followed the firefly, which, like herself, was seeking the way out. If it did not know the way, it was yet light; and, because all light is one, any light may serve to guide to more light.
Everything that reaches us in the course of the day, and in the course of our whole life, is relative to us.
He is blessed over all mortals who loses no moment of the passing life in remembering the past.
Aye, in the grove of the temple and in the shadow of the citadel I have seen the freest among you wear their freedom as a yoke and a handcuff. And my heart bled within me; for you can only be free when even the desire of seeking freedom becomes a harness to you, and when you cease to speak of freedom as a goal and a fulfillment.
It is useless to hear and not to experience, to be told and not to practice.
Where there are difficulties to cope with, and unsatisfactory conditions to overcome, there virtue most flourishes and manifests its glory.
Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
We know a lot about being in the wrong or right place externally, in space, but very little about being in the wrong or right place internally, in ourselves — and the latter is far more important.
That which is within a man, not that which lies beyond his vision, is the main factor in what is about to befall him.
From unreality lead me to the real, from darkness to the light, from death to immortality.