I do not want the peace which passeth understanding, I want the understanding which bringeth peace.
It is with our voices we remember, with our ears we understand.
Let our information and social technologies raise awareness and not propaganda, build connections and not passive-aggression.
The accountant lingers at his children’s doorway a moment more, listening to the easy rhythm of their breathing, and something cold moves through him, like the passage of a ghost – but he know that’s not it. It’s more like the portent of a future. A future that must never come to pass…
…and for the first time, he gives rise to a thought that is silently echoed in millions of homes that night.
My God… what have we done?
Failure fear people who pursue success, cause their bravery to become successful is far more than failure to understand.
One must find rhythms others’ ears don’t hear.
Never waste time for someone who doesn’t bother to spend time with you, but with someone who will say, time is wasted if I’m not with you.
Where there is use of the buddhi [intellect], there is no Moksha [Liberation], and where there is Moksha, there the intellect is not needed. Samaj [Understanding] is needed.
I asked her if she believed you could ever truly understand another culture. I told her the longer I stayed, the more asinine the attempt seemed, and that what I’d become more interested in is how we believed we could be objective in any way at all, we who each came in with our own personal definitions of kindness, strength, masculinity, femininity, God, civilisation, right and wrong.