Seek the Infinite, for that alone is Joy unlimited, imperishable, unfailing, self-sustaining, unconditioned, timeless. When you have this joy, human life becomes a paradise; the light, the grace, the power, the perfections of that which is highest in your inner consciousness, appear in your everyday life.
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I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar read more
I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar and just be. It's wonderful to have someone like that around, you always feel you can count on them. You can go away and come back, you can change your mind and your hairdo and your politics, and when you get through doing all these upsetting things, you look around and there they are, just the way they were, just being.
Honor is the moral conscience of the great.
Honor is the moral conscience of the great.
our day will come is another way of saying you get yours.
our day will come is another way of saying you get yours.
He who lets time rule him will live the life of a slave.
He who lets time rule him will live the life of a slave.
Death is the tyrant of the imagination.
Death is the tyrant of the imagination.
Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself.
Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself.
I think my securities far outweigh my insecurities. I am not nearly as afraid of myself and my imagination as read more
I think my securities far outweigh my insecurities. I am not nearly as afraid of myself and my imagination as I used to be.
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.
There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old read more
There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
