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By annihilating the desires, you annihilate the mind. Every man without passions has within him no principle of action, nor read more
By annihilating the desires, you annihilate the mind. Every man without passions has within him no principle of action, nor motive to act.
It's not who jumps the highest -- it's who wants it the most
It's not who jumps the highest -- it's who wants it the most
We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those
denied us.
[Lat., Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque read more
We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those
denied us.
[Lat., Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque negata.]
You can have anything you want if you want it desperately enough. You must want it with an inner exuberance read more
You can have anything you want if you want it desperately enough. You must want it with an inner exuberance that erupts through the skin and joins the energy that created the world.
What man knows is everywhere at war with what he wants.
What man knows is everywhere at war with what he wants.
When you desire something from the bottom of your heart, then the entire universe will work for you to give read more
When you desire something from the bottom of your heart, then the entire universe will work for you to give what you want. The more you believe in the process, the more you will attract towards you.
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and read more
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.
The thing we long for, that we are
For one transcendent moment.
The thing we long for, that we are
For one transcendent moment.
Love is the rose. Lust is the thorn.
http://www.sathyasai.org.
Love is the rose. Lust is the thorn.
http://www.sathyasai.org.
