Intuition is the clear conception of the whole at once.
To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.
Faith makes things possible, it does not make them easy.
An honest man can feel no pleasure in the exercise of power over his fellow citizens.
One thing life has taught me: if you are interested, you never have to look for new interests. They come to you. When you are genuinely interested in one thing, it will always lead to something else.
Every sun has to set
So when you are listening to somebody, completely, attentively, then you are listening not only to the words, but also to the feeling of what is being conveyed, to the whole of it, not part of it.
Just as the bird has to find the courage to let go of the branch in order to fly, so we also must let go of our branches if we are to know the exhilaration of soaring to the highest potential of our life. The branches we hold to are our inner attachments - our beliefs, ideas and memories. And then there are the outer attachments - people, possessions, positions and privileges are a few. But as long as we hold on to them we will live in fear (of letting go and loss) and we will never be free. And just watch those birds, by letting go of one branch they are able to spend the rest of their life alighting on a million other branches, and they enjoy the view from each. Are you flying and soaring in your life, or are you stuck on one branch, cursing others as they fly past. Go on, try it ...let go!
Loving you is easy, cause you let me. Loving you is easy, cause you want me. Loving you, just because I do.
Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.
Fill your mind with peace and good feelings and your mind will give that experience in return. Whatever you are experiencing in your mind now is what you put there earlier on.
Instead of losing sleep over past mistakes, let me be busy doing something right.
It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.
By desiring little, a poor man makes himself rich.
It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.
