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The way I see things, the way I see life, I see it as a struggle. And there's a great read more
The way I see things, the way I see life, I see it as a struggle. And there's a great deal of reward I have gained coming to that understanding -- that existence is a struggle.
You are told a lot about your education, but some beautiful, sacred memory, preserved since childhood, is perhaps the best read more
You are told a lot about your education, but some beautiful, sacred memory, preserved since childhood, is perhaps the best education of all. If a man carries many such memories into life with him, he is saved for the rest of his days. And even if only one good memory is left in our hearts, it may also be the instrument of our salvation one day.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to read more
Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to feast upon shadows in the prevailing famine of substance.
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
It's how we spend our time here and now, that really matters. If you are fed up with the way read more
It's how we spend our time here and now, that really matters. If you are fed up with the way you have come to interact with time, change it.
It has sometimes been said that we find nowhere in nature an analogue of the difference between "happens" and "is," read more
It has sometimes been said that we find nowhere in nature an analogue of the difference between "happens" and "is," on the one hand, and "ought," on the other hand.
How hard it is, sometimes, to trust the evidence of one's senses! How reluctantly the mind consents to reality.
How hard it is, sometimes, to trust the evidence of one's senses! How reluctantly the mind consents to reality.
Psychology which explains everything explains nothing, and we are still in doubt
Psychology which explains everything explains nothing, and we are still in doubt
