Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Dandelions and thoughts

Your daily life is your temple and your religion. When you enter into it take with you your all.

Yesterday is but today's memory, tomorrow is today's dream.

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.

You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Your life is an island separated from all other islands and continents. Regardless of how many boats you send to other shores or how many ships arrive upon your shores, you yourself are an island separated by its own pains, secluded in its happiness.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?


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