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There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
The question at stake is no common one. It is, “Are we in our right sense or are we not?”
“Has the road an end or not?” He answered: “The road has an end, but the stations have no end, for the journey is twofold, one to God and one in God.”
The more we know, the greater our thirst for knowledge. The water-lily, in the midst of waters, opens its leaves and expands its petals at the first pattering of showers, and rejoices in the raindrops with a quicker sympathy than the parched shrub in the sandy desert.
“What people will say.” In these words there lies the tyranny of the world, the whole destruction of our natural disposition, the uneven vision of our minds. These four words bear sway everywhere.
When we have reached love, we have reached God and our journey is at an end.
It is better that one should not vow rather than to vow and not pay.
Love is dying every day. Love is not memory… love is not thought. Love is not a thing that continues as duration in time. And through observation, one must die to the continuity of everything. There is love, and with love there comes creation.
A sound direction is not so much indicated by never making a mistake, as by never repeating it.
There is no consolation except in truth alone.
The Formless is in the midst of all forms.
Resolve to be thyself; and know, that he who finds himself, loses his misery.
There is only one great life. I can enter into the experience only if I have first come to unity in myself, only if I have come to be whole.
I who cannot be fit into universes upon universes, fit into the heart of the sincere believer.
The body is a device to calculate
the astronomy of the spirit.
Look through that astrolabe
and become oceanic.
It is this, let me tell you… the strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone.
Take away your opinion and there is taken away the complaint, “I have been harmed.” Take away the complaint, “I have been harmed,” and the harm is taken away.
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear.
He bids fair to grow wise, who has discovered that he is not so.
We are surrounded by a rich and fertile mystery. May we not probe it, pry into it, employ ourselves about it, a little?
