Most men would feel insulted if it were proposed to employ them in throwing stones over a wall, and then throwing them back again, merely that they might earn their wages. But many are no more worthily employed now.
It is never too late to become what you might have been.
Think nothing profitable to you which compels you to break a promise, to lose your self-respect, to hate any person, to suspect, to curse, to act the hypocrite, to desire anything that needs walls and curtains about it.
Problems cannot be solved at the same level of awareness that created them.
There is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take images outside them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and
love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time
they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it ...
A Change is Gonna Come
Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.
Today is gone. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.
My own opinion is that belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one
believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about
that aspect of existence. The more certitude one assumes, the less there is left
to think about, and a person sure of everything would never have any need to
think about anything and might be considered clinically dead under current
medical standards, where absence of brain activity is taken to mean that life
Where are we going? And what am I doing in this hand basket?
Updated May 1, 2002