To understand oneself profoundly, one needs balance. Neither renunciation nor acquiescence.
Without an ever-present sense of death, life is insipid. You might as well live on the whites of eggs.
Hatred never ceases through hatred in this world; through love alone they cease. This is an eternal law.
The feet of the humblest may walk in the field where the feet of the holiest trod. This, then, is the marvel to mortals revealed. When the silvery trumpets of Christmas have pealed, that mankind are children of God.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
