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You can close your eyes to reality, but not to memories.
You can close your eyes to reality, but not to memories.
Get out of the blocks, run your race, stay relaxed. If you run your race, you'll win. Channel your energy. read more
Get out of the blocks, run your race, stay relaxed. If you run your race, you'll win. Channel your energy. Focus.
Governing sense, mind and intellect, intent on liberation, free from desire, fear and anger, the sage is forever free.
Governing sense, mind and intellect, intent on liberation, free from desire, fear and anger, the sage is forever free.
If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind.
If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind.
In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. - Adages.
In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. - Adages.
What difference is there, do you think, between those in Plato's cave who can only marvel at the shadows and read more
What difference is there, do you think, between those in Plato's cave who can only marvel at the shadows and images of various objects, provided they are content and don't know what they miss, and the philosopher who has emerged from the cave and sees the real things?
When one makes a Revolution, one cannot mark time; one must always go forward -- or go back. He who read more
When one makes a Revolution, one cannot mark time; one must always go forward -- or go back. He who now talks about the "freedom of the press" goes backward, and halts our headlong course towards Socialism.
The weakest living creature, by concentrating his powers on a single object, can accomplish good results while the strongest, by read more
The weakest living creature, by concentrating his powers on a single object, can accomplish good results while the strongest, by dispersing his effort over many chores, may fail to accomplish anything. Drops of water, by continually falling, hone their passage through the hardest of rocks but the hasty torrent rushes over it with hideous uproar and leaves no trace behind.
Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence. - A Letter to Myself.
Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence. - A Letter to Myself.
