The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts.
Christmas is forever, not for just one day, for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf. The good you do for others is good you do to yourself.
Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colours, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
This is true knowledge: to seek the Self as the true end of wisdom always. To seek anything else is ignorance.
