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the body is weighed down by the burden of what presses on it, but the soul often adds to the real load a burden of its own
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the body is weighed down by the burden of what presses on it, but the soul often adds to the real load a burden of its own
when people see their friends' houses on fire they put it out as quickly and energetically as they can, but when their souls are on fire they themselves bring fuel
the sensible make their life pleasanter and more endurable by mitigating their sorrows with the consideration of their blessings, while most people, like sieves, let the worst things stick to them while the best pass through
the foolish overlook and neglect present blessings, through their thoughts being ever intent on the future; but the wise make the past clearly present to them through memory
the immoderate desire for each, implanting a most immoderate fear of losing them, makes the enjoyment of them weak and wavering, like a flame under the influence of a wind
a friend should be like money tried before being required, not found faulty in our need
In the next place, it is false that those that have little to do are easy in mind.
As therefore the shoe is shaped by the foot, and not the foot by the shoe, so does the disposition make the life similar to itself.
Only love is motion and rest in one.
The meaning of the living words that come out of the experiences of great hearts can never be exhausted by any one system of logical interpretation.
It is for our self to know that it must be born anew every moment of its life.
For we never can make anything our own except that which is truly related to us.
All our egoistic impulses, our selfish desires, obscure our true vision of the soul.
We gain our freedom when we attain our truest nature.
It is the function of religion not to destroy our nature but to fulfil it.
He who is wise tries to harmonise the wishes that seek for self-gratification with the wish for the social good, and only thus can he realise his higher self.
For joy is knowledge in its completeness, it is knowing by our whole being.
But music never has to depend upon any obvious meaning; it expresses what no words can ever express.
Our heart ever changes its place till it finds love, and then it has its rest.
Only in love are unity and duality not at variance.
Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.
Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist
To be great is to be misunderstood
A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere.