We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
Dig anywhere in the earth and you will find a treasure, only you must dig with the faith of a peasant.
Let there be no scales to weigh your un-known treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
Your daily life is your temple and your religion.
you are good when you strive to give of yourself.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Perhaps time’s definition of coal is the diamond.
Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You might give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.