Fear is a noose that binds until it strangles.
Most novices picture themselves as masters - and are content with the picture. This is why there are so few masters.
Talk about it only enough to do it. Dream about it only enough to feel it. Think about it only enough to understand it. Contemplate it only enough to be it.
We never know we are beings till we love. And then it is we know the powers and potentialities of human existence.
We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.
We do not posses imagination enough to sense what we are missing.
Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads,
Great, hollow, bell-like flowers
In a sick world, it is the first duty of the artist to get well.
The only way to seek God is to seek God first. Deny the nayward, affirm the yeaward, be true to those stirrings and motions which He starts in us, refuse priority to all else, and be faithful to the sacred.
To understand a new idea, break an old habit.
Men are apt to idolize or fear that which they cannot understand, especially if it be a woman.
We start with gifts. Merit comes from what we make of them.
Men try to run life according to their wishes; life runs itself according to necessity.
Acceptance of prevailing standards often means we have no standards of our own.
The realization of ignorance is the first act of knowing.
Whatever I believed, I did; I did with my whole heart and mind as far as possible to do so...
Once a man has tasted creative action, then thereafter, no matter how safely he schools himself in patience, he is restive, acutely dissatisfied with anything else. He becomes as a lover to whom abstinence is intolerable.
Thank everyone who calls out your faults, your anger, your impatience, your egotism; do this consciously, voluntarily.
People mistake their limitations for high standards.
Dripping rain like golden honey-
And the sweet earth flying from the thunder
Whats beauty anyway but ugliness if it hurts you?
One may receive the information but miss the teaching.
O singers, resinous and soft your songsAbove the sacred whisper of the pines,Give virgin lips to cornfield concubines,Bring dreams of Christ to dusky cane-lipped throngs.
No eyes that have seen beauty ever lose their sight.
There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain, beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them. No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of consciousness, would mean death
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