Love truth, and pardon error.
By prizing heartfulness above faultlessness, we may reap more from our effort because we're more likely to be changed by it.
Sack over my head and cinched it tight around my windpipe.
The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.
A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Listen. Do not have an opinion while you listen because frankly, your opinion doesn?t hold much water outside of Your Universe. Just listen. Listen until their brain has been twisted like a dripping towel and what they have to say is all over the floor.