“Marriage is like a golden ring in a chain, whose beginning is a glance and whose ending is eternity.”

All can hear, but only the sensitive can understand.

All can hear, but only the sensitive can understand.

The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.

It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Between what is said and not meant, and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.

Let your best be for your friend.

Love that does not renew itself every day becomes a habit and in turn a slavery.

Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.

Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.

A thief is a man in need. A liar is a man in fear.

He who loses his mother loses a pure soul who blesses and guards him constantly.

Perhaps time’s definition of coal is the diamond.

I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.

As soon as I have begun to fear I have ceased to fear.

When the masses begin to vibrate with an energy of love, the world will no longer be a container for war, violence, and lies.

You have to be ready to receive help, whether that be through a book, a therapist or counselor, or a doctor of some kind. That willingness can lead you through a door to the other side, and that’s where healing can truly begin.

Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.

Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.

That all may be so, but when I begin to exercise that power I am not conscious of the power, but only of the limitations imposed on me.

Coffee falls into the stomach. Ideas begin to move, things remembered arrive at full gallop. the shafts of wit start up like sharp-shooters, similes arise, the paper is covered with ink.

When we make the cerebral state the beginning of an action, and in no sense the condition of a perception, we place the perceived images of things outside the image of our body, and thus replace perception within the things themselves.