Smartass Disciple: Master, what do say about the truth itself ?Master of Stupidity: Like sex, no fun anymore if all is revealed.
Smartass Disciple: Master, what do say about the truth itself ?Master of Stupidity: Like sex, no fun anymore if all is revealed.
True art is thoughtful, emotional examination of how human themes impact the overall experience of existing. The rest is kitsch.
This thought strengthened in me my belief that all men, without exception, deserve to be pitied, if only because they are alive.
My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.
I hold it true whatever befall; I feel it when I sorrow most; it s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all
Too many people out there tell us what we can and cannot do but…they don’t know who we are, what’s put in us.
It is an occupational hazard that anyone who has spent her life learning how to lie eventually becomes bad at telling the truth.
...inability to lie is still far from being love to truth. Be on your guard! ... He who cannot lie, doth not know what truth is.
Abide not with dualism,Carefully avoid pursuing it;As soon as you have right and wrong,Confusion ensues, and Mind is lost. (172)
He spoke again as if he hadn’t just shattered his promise and her security. Her house of glass now lay in a pile of shards.
Love has no contingencies, no expectations, no ideals. Love is a gift to thyself, the experience of divinity in full expression.
As in music, when we hear the crescendo building, suddenly if the music stops, we begin to hear the silence as part of the music.
Truthfully, wicked people reveal themselves in words first, to inhibit speech would inhibit us seeing the wicked before they act.
Lies are neither bad nor good. Like a fire they can either keep you warm or burn you to death, depending on how they're used.
The single best thing about coming out of the closet is that nobody can insult you by telling you what you've just told them.