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Memory is the thing you forget with.
Memory is the thing you forget with.
If you close your eyes, you could just as well imagine me to be vintage Ali MacGraw, circa 1968.
If you close your eyes, you could just as well imagine me to be vintage Ali MacGraw, circa 1968.
Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master read more
Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.
What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is.
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is.
In the service of the Lord, it is not where but how you serve.
In the service of the Lord, it is not where but how you serve.
I noticed an almost universal trait among Super Achievers, and it was what I call Sensory Goal Vision. These people read more
I noticed an almost universal trait among Super Achievers, and it was what I call Sensory Goal Vision. These people knew what they wanted out of life, and they could sense it multidimensionally before they ever had it. They could not only see it, but also taste it, smell it, and imagine the sounds and emotions associated with it. They pre-lived it before they had it. And the sharp, sensory vision became a powerful driving force in their lives.
The reality of life is that your perceptions -- right or wrong -- influence everything else you do. When you read more
The reality of life is that your perceptions -- right or wrong -- influence everything else you do. When you get a proper perspective of your perceptions, you may be surprised how many other things fall into place.
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.
