From craving is born grief, from craving is born fear. For one freed from craving there’s no grief – so how fear?
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can’t see where it keeps its brain.
One is absolutely sickened, not by the crimes that the wicked have committed, but by the punishments that the good have inflicted; and a community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual employment of punishment than it is by the occasional occurrence of crime.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyes and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.
