Why? What is so wonderful about mass murder that nobody in the history of the world has ever fond any smarter solution to problems than killing everybody who doesn’t agree? Is that the limit of human...
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The original sin is to limit the Is. Don't.
The best way to avoid responsibility is to say, 'I've gotresponsibilities.
Learning is finding out what you already know. Doing is demonstrating that you know it. Teaching is reminding others that they know just as well as you. You are all learners, doers, teachers.
Keep working on love.
If our body is a perfect expression of our thought about body, and if our thought about body is that it’s condition has everything to do with inner image and nothing to do with time, then we don’t hav...
I'll quote the truth wherever I find it, thank you.
Boredom between two people doesn't come from being together physically. It comes from being apart mentally and spiritually.
One of the great cosmic laws, I think, is that whatever we hold in our thought will come true in our experience. When we hold something, anything, in our thought, then somehow coincidence leads us in...
In the United States Christmas has become the rape of an idea.
You are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.
You don’t want a million answers as much as you want a few forever questions. The questions are diamonds you hold in the light. Study a lifetime and you see different colors from the same jewel. The s...
The world is a dream, you say, and it’s lovely, sometimes. Sunset. Clouds. Sky.No. The image is a dream. The beauty is real. Can you see the difference?
The only thing that shatters dreams is compromise.
Responsible is Able to Respond, able to answer for the way we choose to live. There's only one person we have to answer to, of course, and that is...?...ourselves.
One way to pick a future is to believe it’s inevitable.
It’s not when you start that makes your success in the world, but when you quit.
His one sorrow was not solitude, it was that other gulls refused to believe the glory of flight that awaited them; they refused to open their eyes and see.
Are you telling me that even though it’s changing every second, the sky is always a perfect sky?