There are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space.
Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to be a spring of flowing water that the thirsty pass by, and from which they avoid drinking.
The eye of a human being is a microscope, which makes the world seem bigger than it really is.
Happiness is a myth we seek, If manifested surely irks; Like river speeding to the plain, On its arrival slows and murks. For man is happy only in His aspiration to the heights; When he attains his goal, he cools And longs for other distant flights.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
Your reason and your passion are your rudder and sails of your seafaring soul, if either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
Verily the kindness that gazes upon itself in a mirror turns to stone, and a good deed that calls itself by tender names becomes the parent to a curse.
Rob a neighbour with a smile.
And you receivers - and you are all receivers - assume no weight of gratitude, lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon him who gives. Rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings; For to be overmindful of your debt, is to doubt his generosity who has the free hearted earth for mother, and God for father.
Is not the beautiful moon, that inspires poets, the same moon which angers the silence of the sea with a terrible roar?
A hermit is one who renounces the world of fragments that he may enjoy the world wholly and without interruption.
Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.
The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.
Life without Freedom is like a body without a soul, and Freedom without Thought is like a confused spirit. . . . Life, Freedom and Thought are three-in-one, and are everlasting and shall never pass away.
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.
He who repeats what he does not understand is no better than an ass that is loaded with books.
Pain and foolishness lead to great bliss and complete knowledge, for Eternal Wisdom created nothing under the sun in vain.
Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.
I am forever walking upon these shores, Betwixt the sand and the foam, The high tide will erase my food prnts, And the wind will blow away the foam, But the sea and the shore will remain forver
There is no secret in the mystery of life stronger and more beautiful than that attachment which converts the silence of a virgin's spirit into a perpetual awareness that makes a person forget the past, for it kindles fiercely in the heart the sweet and overwhelming hope of the coming future.
Tell your secret to the wind, but don't blame it for telling the trees.
Some think I wink at them when I shut my eyes to avoid their sight.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself, but if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.
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