The Ocean Inside us (Part 4)

The tendency towards complexity has carried the universe from almost perfect simplicity to the kind of complexity that we see around us, everywhere we look. Nothing in any life, no matter how well or poorly lived, is wiser than failure or clearer than sorrow. And in the tiny precious wisdom they give to us, even those dreaded and hated enemies, suffering and failure, have their reason and their right to be.

The simple and astonishing truth about India and Indian people is that when you go there, and deal with them, your heart always guides you more wisely than your head. There's nowhere else in the world where that's quite so true. I didn't know that then, as I closed my eyes in the dark and breathing silence on that first night in Bombay. I was running on instinct, and pushing my luck. I didn't know that I'd already given my heart of the woman, and the city. And knowing none of it, I fell, before the smile faded from my lips, into a dreamless, gentle sleep. Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears. In the end that's all there is: love and its duty, sorrow and its truth. In the end that's all we have - to hold on tight until the dawn.

One of the reasons why we crave love, and seek it so desperately, is that love is the only cure for loneliness, and shame, and sorrow.

It is stubborness that permits one to become a mathematician.

There are many animals that can express happiness , but only the human animal has the genius to express a magnificent sadness. And for me it is something special; a daily meditation. Sadness is my one and my only art.

Love cannot be tested.Honesty can be tested, and loyality. But there is no test for love, it goes on forever, once it begins, even if we come to hate the one we love. Love goes on forever because it is born in the part of us that doesnot die.

A man trusts another man when he sees enough of himself in him Or maybe when he sees the things he wishes he had in himself.

Every virtous act is inspired by a dark secret.
In the long run, motive matters mre with good deeds than it does with bad . When all the guilt and shame for the bad we've donehave run their course, It's the good we did that can save us. But then, when salvation speaks, the secret we kept, and the motives we concealed, creep from their shadows. They cling to us, those dark motives for our good deeds. Redemption's climb is the steepest if the god we did is soiled with secret shame.

If we envy someone for all the right reasons ,we're half way to wisdom.

If glory is amagnificent and raptured exaltation.It was what love would be like, if love was a sin.It what music would be, if music could kill you.