The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul. - William Wordsworth

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Consciousness is not mind; it is the ground of all being, the ground of both matter and mind. Matter and mind are both possibilities of consciousness.

William Wordsworth

The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.

Approval, Approve, Depth, Gods, Soul

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Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.

Divided, Future, Life, Live, Past

And suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner's eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.

Eye, Life And Love, Look, Romantic Love, Simple, Worries

Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.

Hears, Mind, Minds, Strongest, War, World

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

Birthday, Come, Grow, I Love You, Marriage, Old

That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

Acts, Inspirational, Life, Love, Nameless, Unremembered

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Amit Goswami

Consciousness is not mind; it is the ground of all being, the ground of both matter and mind. Matter and mind are both possibilities of consciousness.

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Julia Quinn

Michael nodded tersely, eyeing a table across the room. It was empty. So empty. So joyfully, blessedly empty. He could picture himself a very happy man at that table. "Not feeling very conversational this evening, are we?" Colin asked, breaking into his (admittedly tame) fantasies.

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Gene Stratton-Porter

To my way of thinking and working, the greatest service a piece of fiction can do any reader is to force him to lay it down with a higher ideal of life than he had when he took it up.

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Vita Sackville-West

I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.

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Angeles Arrien

I trust the mystery. I trust what comes in silence and what comes in nature where there's no diversion. I think the lack of stimulation allows us to hear and experience a deeper river that's constant, still, vibrant, and real. And the process of deep listening with attention and intention catalyzes and mobilizes exactly what's needed at that time.

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