Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans read more

Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius.

Men are disturbed not by things, but by the view which they take of them. -Epictetus.

Men are disturbed not by things, but by the view which they take of them. -Epictetus.

You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.

You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.

The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the read more

The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the magic and beauty are really in ourselves. -Kahlil Gilbran.

The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. -Marcel Proust.

The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. -Marcel Proust.

What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what sort read more

What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what sort of person you are. -C. S. Lewis.

People believe I am what they see Me as, rather than what they do not see. But I am the read more

People believe I am what they see Me as, rather than what they do not see. But I am the Great Unseen, not what I cause Myself to be in any particular moment. In a sense, I am what I am not. It is from the Am-notness that I come, and to it I always return.

The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.

The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.