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In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. read more
In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. We are enfolded in the universe.
A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe, a part limited in time and space. read more
A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.
What makes the universe so hard to comprehend is that there's nothing to compare it with.
What makes the universe so hard to comprehend is that there's nothing to compare it with.
Destiny is not a matter of chance; but a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited read more
Destiny is not a matter of chance; but a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, It is a thing to be acheived.
The stars which shone over Babylon and the stable in Bethlehem still shine as brightly over the Empire State Building read more
The stars which shone over Babylon and the stable in Bethlehem still shine as brightly over the Empire State Building and your front yard today. They perform their cycles with the same mathematical precision, and they will continue to affect each thing on earth, including man, as long as the earth exists.
No other success can compensate for failure in the home.
No other success can compensate for failure in the home.
The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble read more
The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble of events with no predictability, no regularity, are in grave peril. The Universe belongs to those who, at least to some degree,
What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?
What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is read more
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love.
