It Is Truth That Liberates, Not Your

Using Another As A Means Of Satisfaction And Security Is Not Love. Love Is Never Security; Love Is A State In Which There Is No Desire To Be Secure; It Is A State Of Vulnerability.

If The Mind Could Cease Measuring Itself Against The Hero, The Perfect, The Glorious And All That, It Would Be What It Is.

Freedom Is Always At The Beginning And Not At The End.

Till The False Is Seen As The False, Truth Is Not.

Happy Is The Man Who Is Nothing.