Yoga takes you into the present moment, the only place where life exists.
A human being is a vessel that God has built for himself and filled with his inspiration so that his works are perfected in it.
When one's thoughts are neither frivolous nor flippant, when one's thoughts are neither stiff-necked nor stupid, but rather, are harmonious -- they habitually render physical calm and deep insight.
Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile container of the body. In this way, the body is governed in its earthly life by the soul, and the soul contemplates heavenly things through faith.
The earth which sustains humanity must not be injured. It must not be destroyed!
O, You who are ever giving life to all life, moving all creatures, root of all things, washing them clean, wiping out their mistakes, healing their wounds, You are our true life, luminous, wonderful, awakening the heart from its ancient sleep.
You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.
Cream rises. Excellence does have its rewards.
I am rather impatient to know the fate of my best gown.
Every so often a disappearance is in order. A vanishing. A checking out. An indeterminate period of unavailability. Each person, each sane person, maintains a refuge, or series of refuges, for this purpose. A place, or places, where they can, figuratively if not literally, suspend their membership in the human race.
For people considering suicide, it is bullshit. Endure the moment.