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Birds never sing in caves (LEO BUSCAGLIA)

One thing that Thoreau says is that: "Birds never sing in caves." And neither do we. In order to learn, you've got to...

20 October, 2020

This is a prison cell in which you are living. You can drop it. (OSHO)

The greatest misery in life is to feel oneself stupid, unworthy, unintelligent. And nobody is born unintelligent; nobody can be born unintelligent because...

19 October, 2020

But you are sorrow. You are not different from sorrow, are you? (J. KRISHNAMURTI)

What we are saying is, wherever there is a division there must be conflict. Right? That's a law. Eternal law. Where there is...

18 October, 2020

It is easier for them to put up with others than to tolerate them-selves. (A. SCHOPENHAUER)

Generally speaking, every man can be in the most perfect harmony only with himself, not with his friend or even with his betrothed....

17 October, 2020

You can see humans suffering over something that is not important, that is not even real (DON MIGUEL RUIZ)

You can see humans suffering over something that is not important, that is not even real From the Toltec perspective, everything we believe about ourselves,...

16 October, 2020

Request (HERMAN HESSE)

1901 Request When you give me your little hand, Your hand that says so many unsaid things, Have I ever asked you then, If you love me? For...

15 October, 2020

Let us live one day , and not be thrown off the track (HENRY DAVID THOREAU)

Still we live meanly, like ants; though the fable tells us that we were long ago changed into men; like pygmies we fight...

14 October, 2020

The two horses (LEO TOLSTOY)

“Two hoses were carrying two loads. The front Horse went well, but the rear horse was lazy. The men began to pile the rear Horse’s...

13 October, 2020

False Historical Narratives (ROBERT TRIVERS)

False historical narratives are lies we tell one another about our past. The usual goals are self-glorification and self-justification. Not only are we...

12 October, 2020

A second mask! (FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE)

278 Wanderer, who are you? I watch you go on your way, without scorn, without love, with impenetrable eyes – damp and downhearted, like...

11 October, 2020