Belts are immaterial. What's material to me is who have you fought, how many rounds have you fought, how many fights have you fought.
Men ardently pursue truth, assuming it will be angels' bread when found.
Birth is the sudden opening of a window, through which you look out upon a stupendous prospect. For what has happened? A miracle. You have exchanged nothing for the possibility of everything.
Ideas, like individuals, live and die. They flourish, according to their nature, in one soil or climate and droop in another. They are the vegetation of the mental world.
To understand any living thing, you must, so to say, creep within and feel the beating of its heart.
All finite things have their roots in the infinite, and if you wish to understand life at all, you cannot tear out its context. And that context, astounding even to bodily eyes, is the heaven of stars and the incredible procession of the great galaxies.
If there be a skeptical star I was born under it. Yet I have lived all my days in complete astonishment.
Anyone who is suffering from shame and public humiliation needs to know one thing: You can survive it. . . You can insist on a different ending to your story. Have compassion for yourself. We all deserve compassion, and to live both online and off in a more compassionate world.
The supreme sway of chastity over the senses makes her queenly.
Time is more valuable than money, because time is irreplaceable.
To live two days in succession on the same spiritual plane is a tragedy