The self-confidence one builds from achieving difficult things and accomplishing goals is the most beautiful thing of all.
We are responsible for what we are, and whatever we wish ourselves to be, we have the power to make ourselves.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
Just don’t seek from another or you’ll be far estranged from Self. I now go on alone meeting it everywhere, it now is just what I am; I now am not it. You must comprehend in this way to merge with thus-ness.
Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door, and open the love-window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
To understand oneself profoundly, one needs balance. Neither renunciation nor acquiescence.
To find out what is truly individual in ourselves, profound reflection is needed; and suddenly we realise how uncommonly difficult the discovery of individuality is.
