Each Time We See And Are Touched

Real Prayer, The Soul-transformi Ng Kind, Is Self-discontinu Ity. It Is A Conscious Act Of Self-suspension Arising From The Wish For Something New To Occur.

The Vast Majority Of Our Troubles And Heartaches Would Simply Vanish From View If Only We Could Remember - Before We Act - That We Are Made Victims Mostly By Our Own Tendencies.

Being Anxious, Or In A Painful Rush Of Any Kind, Kills The Possibility Of Meeting Anyone With Compassion

Your Past Is Just That, The Past, A Place Within Your Psyche With No More Reality To It Then The Picture Of A Castle On A Postcard Is Made From Stone.

The Real Quality Of Our Life Is Not Determined By What We Have Won From It, But By What We Have Discovered Within It.