When you like someone, you like them in spite of their faults. When you love someone, you love them with their faults.
HERMANN HESSEThere is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.
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Learn what is to be taken seriously and laugh at the rest.
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When dealing with the insane, the best method is to pretend to be sane.
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Those who cannot think or take responsibility for themselves need, and clamor for, a leader.
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His life oscillates, as everyone’s does, not merely between two poles, such as the body and the spirit, the saint and the sinner, but between thousands and thousands.
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The true profession of a man is to find his way to himself.
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The bourgeois prefers comfort to pleasure, convenience to liberty, and a pleasant temperature to the deathly inner consuming fire.
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We are not going in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral; we have already climbed many steps.
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He had loved and he had found himself. Most people love to lose themselves.
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God does not send us despair in order to kill us; he sends it in order to awaken us to new life.
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You can ride, you can travel with a friend of your own; The final step you must take alone. No wisdom is better than this when known: That every hard thing is done alone.
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You are only afraid if you are not in harmony with yourself. People are afraid because they have never owned up to themselves.
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Seriousness is an accident of time. It consists of putting too high a value on time. In eternity there is no time. Eternity is a moment, just long enough for a joke.
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A house without books is a poor house, even if beautiful rugs are covering its floors and precious wallpapers and pictures cover its walls
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The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. The God’s name is Abraxas.
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There is no reality except the one contained within us.
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