Without Knowing Myself, I Have No Real

Learning Is The Very Essence Of Humility . . .

Ugliness Is A Lack Of Harmony, Assuredly. And Evil Is The Same Thing Of Course.

In The Space Which Thought Creates Around Itself There Is No Love. This Space Divides Man From Man, And In It Is All The Becoming, The Battle Of Life, The Agony And Fear. Meditation Is The Ending Of This Space, The Ending Of The Me.

You Can Only Be Afraid Of What You Think You Know.

There Can Only Be A Relationship Between Human Beings When We Accept What Is, Not What Should Be.