Living becomes the act of giving.
We must overcome the notion that we must be regular. It robs you of the chance to be extraordinary and leads you to the mediocre.
“I have six locks on my door all in a row. When I go out, I lock every other one. I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks, they are always locking three.”
Dhamma is in your mind, not in the forest.
A throne is only a bench covered with velvet.
When you learn, teach. When you get, give.
Living becomes the act of giving.
We must overcome the notion that we must be regular. It robs you of the chance to be extraordinary and leads you to the mediocre.
“I have six locks on my door all in a row. When I go out, I lock every other one. I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks, they are always locking three.”
Dhamma is in your mind, not in the forest.
A throne is only a bench covered with velvet.
When you learn, teach. When you get, give.