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Life is a mirror, and we find only ourselves reflected in our associates.
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Life is a mirror, and we find only ourselves reflected in our associates.
Man can only receive what he sees himself receiving.
Man should make an art of thinking.
Most people consider life a battle, but it is not a battle, it is a game.
The object of the game of life is to see clearly one’s good and to obliterate all mental pictures of evil.
Whatever man feels deeply or images clearly, is impressed upon the subconscious mind, and carried out in minutest detail.
Sometimes we fail to hear or heed these voices of freedom because to us the privilege of our freedom is such an old, old story.
At times I would rise up, a flash of energetic freedom would dart through my soul, accompanied with a faint beam of hope, that flickered for a moment, and then vanished.
As long as you have mystery you have health; when you destroy mystery you create morbidity.
Man must have just enough faith in himself to have adventures, and just enough doubt of himself to enjoy them.
There are times when the future seems thick as a fog; you sit and wait, hoping the mists will lift and reveal the right path.
Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.
We find the fullness of life not only in options, but in commitments.
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content.
Joy deserted my heart, and for a long, long time I lived in doubt, anxiety and fear.
My world is built of touch-sensations, devoid of physical colour and sound; but without colour and sound it breathes and throbs with life.
Whatever moves me, whatever thrills me, is as a hand that touches me in the dark, and that touch is my reality.
Every landscape is, as it were, a state of the soul, and whoever penetrates into both is astonished to find how much likeness there is in each detail.
Man is only what he becomes--profound truth; but he becomes only what he is, truth still more profound.
Nothing is more characteristic of a man than the manner in which he behaves toward fools.
Nothing is more hidden from us than the illusion which lives with us day by day, and our greatest illusion is to believe that we are what we think ourselves to be.
To reform one's maxims is nothing: it is but to change the title of the book. To learn new habits is everything, for it is to reach the substance of life.
Having treated my friend ill, I wished to apologize; but, not meeting him, I made an apology to myself.
My most sacred and memorable life is commonly on awaking in the morning.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation
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