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to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, read more
to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.
In private grief with careless scorn. In public seem to triumph and not to mourn.
In private grief with careless scorn. In public seem to triumph and not to mourn.
I quickly laugh at everything for fear of having to cry.
I quickly laugh at everything for fear of having to cry.
Loneliness is never more cruel than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate.
Loneliness is never more cruel than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate.
Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!
Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!
Harmony is one phase of the law whose spiritual expression is love.
Harmony is one phase of the law whose spiritual expression is love.
When one is rising, standing, walking, doing something, stopping, one should constantly concentrate one's mind on the act and the read more
When one is rising, standing, walking, doing something, stopping, one should constantly concentrate one's mind on the act and the doing of it, not one ones' relation to the act or its character or value... One should simply practice concentration of the mind on the act itself, understanding it to be an expedient means for attaining tranquility of mind, realization, insight, and wisdom.
When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to read more
When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to suffer the experience of total loss. It was more than that. It was the period in which we suffered more total losses than in all the rest of our life put together.
Unexplained joy is always so keen that... it seems to hold enough to reconcile one to the inevitable.
Unexplained joy is always so keen that... it seems to hold enough to reconcile one to the inevitable.
