Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am read more

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

Take things as they are. Punch when you have to punch. Kick when you have to kick.

Take things as they are. Punch when you have to punch. Kick when you have to kick.

There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness read more

There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, the within and the without, are united; where infinite becomes finite, yet not

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.

Time = Life, Therefore, waste your time and waste of your life, or master your time and master your life.

Time = Life, Therefore, waste your time and waste of your life, or master your time and master your life.

The images of the unconscious place a great responsibility upon a man. Failure to understand them, or a shirking of read more

The images of the unconscious place a great responsibility upon a man. Failure to understand them, or a shirking of ethical responsibility, deprives him of his wholeness and imposes a painful fragmentariness on his life.

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.

O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!.

O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!.

Rules of society are nothing; ones conscience is the umpire.

Rules of society are nothing; ones conscience is the umpire.