We Cannot Afford To Forget Any Experience,

Forgiveness Breaks The Chain Of Causality Because He Who 'forgives' You--out Of Love--takes Upon Himself The Consequences Of What You Have Done. Forgiveness, Therefore, Always Entails A Sacrifice. The Price You Must Pay For Your Own Liberation Through Another's Sacrifice Is That You In Turn Must Be Willing To Liberate In The Same Way, Irrespective Of The Consequences To Yourself.

Praise Those Of Your Critics For Whom Nothing Is Up To Standard.

It Is Not The Repeated Mistakes, The Long Succession Of Petty Betrayals--though, God Knows, They Would Give Cause Enough For Anxiety And Self-contempt--but The Huge Elementary Mistake, The Betrayal Of That Within Me Which Is Greater Than I--in Complacent Adjustment To Alien Demands.

To Preserve The Silence Within--amid All The Noise. To Remain Open And Quiet, A Moist Humus In The Fertile Darkness Where The Rain Falls And The Grain Ripens--no Matter How Many Tramp Across The Parade Ground In Whirling Dust Under An Arid Sky.

To Have Humility Is To Experience Reality, Not In Relation To Ourselves, But In Its Sacred Independence. It Is To See, Judge, And Act From The Point Of Rest In Ourselves. Then, How Much Disappears, And All That Remains Falls Into Place. In The Point Of Rest At The Center Of Our Being, We Encounter A World Where All Things Are At Rest In The Same Way. Then A Tree Becomes A Mystery, A Cloud A Revelation, Each Man A Cosmos Of Whose Riches We Can Only Catch Glimpses. The Life Of Simplicity Is Simple, But It Opens To Us A Book In Which We Never Get Beyond The First Syllable.