It’s a good sign but rare instance when, in a relationship, you find that the more you learn about the other person, the more you continue to desire them. A sturdy bond delights in that degree of youthful intrigue. Love loves its youth.
The primary cause of disorder in ourselves is the seeking of reality promised by another.
As Eckhart, one of Otto’s many sources, had asserted centuries earlier, referring to the Other as “God,” the religious seeker must set aside “any idea about God as being good, wise, [or] compassionate.
I was an answer-seeking machine, in love with what I called “the truth,” whether it came in the form of little truth particles stuck to the pages of books or vast patterns screaming out from the obvious and mundane.
Happiness is not intelligence. You can be in a group of happy people, but they may be miles off course.
It doesn’t matter whether you are looking for a reason to be happy or sad, you will always find it.
I have diligently disciplined my life to search out life’s gifts in the places where life stores its scraps.
I am looking for the one I can’t fool.
How can you find answers, if you do not ask questions?
Let one who seeks not stop seeking until that person finds.