Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.
Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind
If we could sell our experiences for what they cost us, we'd all be millionaires.
One is never as happy or as unhappy as one thinks.
Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.
A good deed doesn’t just evaporate and disappear. its consequences saturate the universe and the goodness that happens somewhere, anywhere helps in the transfiguration of the ugliness.
Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.
Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind
If we could sell our experiences for what they cost us, we'd all be millionaires.
One is never as happy or as unhappy as one thinks.
Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.
A good deed doesn’t just evaporate and disappear. its consequences saturate the universe and the goodness that happens somewhere, anywhere helps in the transfiguration of the ugliness.