Every Angry Thought Makes It A Little

To Enjoy Anything, We Cannot Be Attached To It... What We Usually Try To Do Is Capture Any Joy That Comes Our Way Before It Can Escape... We Try To Cling To Pleasure, But All We Succeed In Doing Is Making Ourselves Frustrated Because, Whatever It Promises, Pleasure Simply Cannot Last. But If I Am Willing To Kiss The Joy As It Flies, I Say, "yes, This Moment Is Beautiful. I Won't Grab It. I'll Let It Go."

Wherever People Gather For Selfless Ends, There Is A Vast Augmentation Of Their Individual Capacities. Something Wonderful, Something Momentous Happens. An Irresistible Force Begins To Move, Which, Though We May Not See It, Is Going To Change Our World. In This Lies The Power And The Meaning Of Spiritual Companionship.

We Become In Part What Our Senses Take In.

Nothing Really Worth Having Comes Quickly And Easily. If It Did, I Doubt That We Would Ever Grow.

The Capacity To Be Patient, To Bear With Others Through Thick And Thin, Is Within The Reach Of Anyone.