The stumbling block becomes the stepping stone.
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Hands full in, hands full out.
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"For heaven's sake, cut off the hand that offends," he says, when that very hand makes heaven. My hands offend by making a greater heaven.
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Insofar as I am I, then I will fully live my life.
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Nothing bad can happen to a good woman.
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If it's true for anybody, its true for everybody. That is a self unfolding riddle.
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What needs saving isn't worth saving.
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A psychotic man was hidden away in an asylum. He ranted and raved and was violent. His disciples were a group of psychiatrists and hospital wards. They didn't know he was the center of it all. This man the central nerve ruled the world, with a gesture, with a twitch, with a raving or a stupor.
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Reed lives inside a dream. He is unaware of his situation. A few conspiracies break through, inconsistencies in his world. He shrugs off his noticing of them as "mad thoughts," "coincidences," or "evidence that he needs to work less and get more sleep." He thinks he knows how old he is and he thinks he knows who his friends are. You will be there for as long as it takes for you to dare that one thing you are afraid of—to your very core afraid of.
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Winston Smith lived in a perfect system, but could not cope with big brother. Thus he required his hell in the ministry of love. The thought police, as his guardian angels, merely answered his unconscious summoning.
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I am nude but never naked.
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Charisma is the only miracle.
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Immerse yourself in Ama, stitch the divinity in every mundane part of your day, make your very sweeping of the floor and washing of the dishes a sacred ritual – love Ama with all your day.
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How shines my divinity? In my infinite patience with my fellow human beings. There is scarcely one who begins to understand my true meanings.
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A void serves as womb for a god.
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Consecrate all your works to Ama.
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Every act is bipolar, every act multivalent: our words and deeds are thick with meaning.
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The allist is Eru with winged boots traversing the layers of existence.
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We are perfect in our imperfections.
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Eternity is the amplitude of time.
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Miracles convert fools. The truth requires no secondary testimony.
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The worm of infinite persistence will bury the very gods.
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No matter how ugly her child, a mother will accept no other in exchange. So it is with our experience of the divine: the child we make with the divine is more precious than every scripture, saint, and god.
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He who knows what is right but does what is wrong is worse than he who does what is wrong thinking it right.
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Matter is made out of rhythm, spirit is made out of meaning; the universal all combines the two into the Poem of Being.
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The child who gives a picture drawn from the heart gives more than even the richest philanthropist could afford.
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How is it you who have died so many times yet fear death?
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The greatest man ever to exist never did a miracle.
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A dull brass key opens the golden treasture.
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We are all scarified for our tribe: each American has the scars of the entire history. Yet in Europe, such scarification goes deep into the soul and is labyrinthine. Childhood is trauma: we will gain the lesson through one bad turn or another.
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Good luck is another name for intelligence.
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Instead of contradicting your enemy, learn what you can.
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The inner life is like the calmness of the reef under the violence of the storm.
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What greater gift can our elders bequeath than Method? A simple method is the greatest technology.
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Money is cheap.
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Wherever history nooked you, you would shine, but own your time and draw from the energies at your feet.
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Saviors selling you your own sell tell you the end is near, buddhas whisking you away fire you down with arrows and bid you ask no questions.
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How do I characterize these religious seekers? Their very hair is purest gold, yet they beg the preachers for alms of brass.
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He is great who brings out the best in others.
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"I am happy because it is night and silent and I am alone with my thoughts," said one.
"I am sad because it is night and silent and I am alone with my thoughts," said another.
What is the ultimate difference here?
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"God has spoken to me, listen to my words!" says the prophet.
"God has spoken to me, listen for yourself!" says the sage.
Sages do more for mankind than prophets.
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