Issue 240
- A single kind word keeps one warm for three winters.
- The delight we inspire in others,
has this enchanting peculiarity.
That, unlike any other reflection,
returns to us more radiant than ever.
- Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and
without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.
- The dream is the small hidden door in the deepest and
most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens to that
primeval cosmic night that was soul long before there was conscious ego
and will be soul far beyond what a conscious ego could ever reach.
- Intelligence is not to make any mistakes,
but quickly to see how to make them good.
- When we are chafed and fretted by small cares,
a look at the stars will show us the littleness of our own interests.
- We didn't lose the game; we just ran out of time.
- The time which we have at our disposal every day is elastic;
the passions that we feel expand it,
those that we inspire contract it;
and habit fills up what remains.
- Failure is the opportunity to begin again more intelligently.
- Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.