“She blushed and so did he. She greeted him in a faltering voice, and he spoke to her without knowing what he was saying.”

Meditation is the dissolution of thoughts in Eternal awareness or Pure consciousness without objectification, knowing without thinking, merging finitude in infinity.

If God created us in his own image, we have more than reciprocated.

We are rarely proud when we are alone.

I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: Oh Lord, make my enemies ridiculous. And God granted it.

The discovery of what is true and the practice of that which is good are the two most important aims of philosophy.

It is an infantile superstition of the human spirit that virginity would be thought a virtue and not the barrier that separates ignorance from knowledge.

Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.

Men use thought only as authority for their injustice, and employ speech only to conceal their thoughts.

Religion began when the first scoundrel met the first fool.

Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us.

Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.

In every province, the chief occupations, in order of importance, are lovemaking, malicious gossip, and talking nonsense.

Liberty of thought is the life of the soul.

Fools have a habit of believing that everything written by a famous author is admirable. For my part I read only to please myself and like only what suits my taste.

God is a comedian playing to an audience that is too afraid to laugh.

The most important decision you make is to be in a good mood.

Innocence is not accustomed to blush.

Too late. I’ve already seen the blush. Stop trying to hide it from me. I think it’s adorable.

Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.

When women stops blushing, she has lost the most powerful weapon of charm.

Blushing is the color of virtue.

In the nights when our souls melt together into one, even the moon blushes.

When I write poems about my feelings for you, it seems that even my words blush.

When someone blushes, doesn’t that mean ‘yes’?