Self-realization is not the awareness that this world is a dream, that's a part of self-realization.

It doesn't matter what your work really is. It is exciting to do well at something. It empowers you.

Bodies come and go, ages come and go, yugas come and go, eternities come and go. Selves come and go.

Believe in yourself, step one. Believe in the order, step two. Believe in the teachings, step three.

The process is not simply of constructing a new tonal from scratch, but reordering the one you have.

Obviously there is a lot more ecstasy in the spirit than in the flesh but the flesh has its moments!

The kundalini flows upward. It also flows downward in different ways. It is quite complex, actually.

Prior to the meeting, there was a prayer. In general, in the United States there was always praying.

It would appear that the natural frontier of Russia runs from Dantzic or perhaps Stettin to Trieste.

The ego is that ugly little troll that lives underneath the bridge between your mind and your heart.

In rough times, pathfinders rely on work, friends, humor and prayer. They develop a support network.

If people say you shouldn't pursue business around your passion they are haters. Don't believe them.

Think of social media as the Internet. I can't think of anyone betting against the Internet in 2012.

People don't want to embrace culture shifts because it's not going to happen in the next 20 minutes.

What’s the ONE Thing you can do such that by doing it everything else will be easier or unnecessary?

The choice that frees or imprisons us is the choice of love or fear. Love liberates. Fear imprisons.

Subatomic particles do not just sit around being subatomic particles. They are beehives of activity.

Do you know that being a stranger is the hardest thing that can happen to any one in all this world?

In low theologies, hell is invariably the deepest truth, and the love of God is not so deep as hell.

Half of the misery in the world comes from trying to look, instead of trying to be, what one is not.

In the midst of death we are in life. Life is the only reality; what men call death is but a shadow.

I rose as from the death that wipes out the sadness of life, and then dies itself in the new morrow.

Rich people (in Australia) have swimming pools in their gardens but, at least, they do swim in them.

Lots of ballplayers have their own personal music blasted by the sound systems in modern ball parks.

The papacy is an impossible job. So the best thing Catholics can do for the pope is to pray for him.

New York is the capital, the national headquarters of homelessness.... No one feels he belongs here.

We ourselve are the authors of almost all our woes and griefs, of which we so unreasonably complain.

Ah, well, being conflicted means you can live a shallow life without copping to be a shallow person.

As much as I really like the screenwriting thing, the novel is where the author has so much control.

Such an error, one finds, to do things for the best. They usually seem to be such unpleasant things.

So much of reading and writing to me is about being elsewhere, no matter how much I love where I am.

Don't let yourself become so concerned with raising a good kid that you forget you already have one.

I sometimes think that the size of our happiness is inversely proportional to the size of our house.

I don't know what frightens me more, the power that crushes us, or our endless ability to endure it.

It is a sure sign that a culture has reached a dead end when it is no longer intrigued by its myths.

He is my fate. He's my soul mate. He pervades my whole existence. So, of course, I often ignore him.

I have a passion for children's literature. Young adult literature. I love it. I've always loved it.

Take my word for it: More people will like you if you believe that people are good until proven bad.

Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.

As human beings, our only sensible scale of values is one based on lessening the agony of existence.

Nothing matters, but it's perhaps more comfortable to keep calm and not interfere with other people.

The dullard finds even wine tasteless, while the sorcerer is intoxicated by the mere sight of water.

March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes and a laugh in her voice.

Most unsuccessful people let their fears and doubts have the final say in how they live their lives.

Faith in Christ is not some blind leap into a dark chasm, but a faith based on established evidence.

Maybe there's something about the outsiderness of being Jewish that makes for a fiery feminist type.

But shouldn't all of us on earth give the best we have to others and offer whatever is in our power?

All of us task-oriented obsessive compulsives must learn to slow down and let people into our lives.

A novel is like a sausage. You might like the final taste but you don't want to see how it was made.

God washes the eyes by tears unil they can behold the invisible land where tears shall come no more.

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