Sublime

For the present is the only thing of which a man can be deprived, if it is true that this is the only thing which he has, and that a man cannot lose a thing if he has it not.

Concealed within it remains a deep-seated sense of dissatisfaction, of incompleteness, of “not enough.” “I don’t have enough yet,” by which the ego really means, “I am not enough yet.”

Mohammed said, “Whosoever knoweth himself, knoweth his Lord.”

Derart gespurt erleben wir uns freilich selten als lebendig. Im Nebel des Normalen verlangsamt sich der Schritt, ermüden allmählich alle Sinne. Eine Philosophie der Passion hätte wahrscheinlich nur diesen einen Hauptsatz: Um uns zu retten, müssen wir uns verlieren.

he was a deliberate and diligent searcher after truth, always striving to attain the heart of things, to arrive at a knowledge of first principles.

we shall be happy if our individual truth is also universal, or accords with the wisest thought of the past.

the voice of Being, of perpetual Becoming.

the guru, the spiritual teacher, is in every one of us. All that another person can do is to make us aware of the teacher within ourselves.

The True Self always has something good to say. The False Self babbles on, largely about itself.