There are only two possible sources of love for the self from oneself and from others.
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One of the biggest regrets of the dying is not being true to and taking more time for themselves.
When you know a lot about the world, you can positively and intelligently contribute to conversations about art, politics, and leisure.
Traveling shows us that we have more similarities with people from other cultures than differences, that the world isn’t that scary after all, and that people are fundamentally good.
My body is a projection of my consciousness.
There is no holy life. There is no war between good and evil. There is no sin and no redemption. None of these things matter to the real you. But they all matter hugely to the false you, the one who believes in the separate self. You have tried to take your separate self, with all its loneliness and…
The ego relies on the familiar. It is reluctant to experience the unknown, which is they very essence of life.
Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend our…
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise, they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind's door at 4 a.m of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them,…
Under all circumstances, we must never desert ourselves.
Once again she would arrive at a foreign place. Once again be the newcomer, an outsider, the one who did not belong. She knew from experience that she would quickly have to ingratiate herself with her new masters to avoid being rejected or, in more dire cases, punished. Then there would be the phase…
He already knew he could coach. All you had to do was look at each of your players and ask yourself: What story does this guy wish someone would tell him about himself? And then you told the guy that story.
Each of us, deep down, believes that the whole world issues from his own precious body, like images projected from a tiny slide onto an earth-sized screen. And then, deeper down, each of us knows he’s wrong.
The problem, as I see it, is that you've been told and not told. You've been told, but none of you really understand, and I dare say, some people are quite happy to leave it that way.
Sometimes I get so immersed in my own company, if I unexpectedly run into someone I know, it's a bit of a shock and takes me a while to adjust.
Nothing resembles a person as much as the way he dies.
It's been my experience that people who make proclamations about themselves are usually the opposite of what they claim to be.
My wealth is in my knowledge of self, love, and spirituality.
How easy it was to lie to strangers, to create with strangers the versions of our lives we imagined.