I have been mocked by beauty, too. But it was the beauty which cost me nothing that in the end turned upon me.
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
A man's errors are his portals of discovery.
I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence. You can see for yourself how many different ways they might be arranged.
When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre. The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns. The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed. Our shouts echoed in the silent street.
Thought is the thought of thought.
Life is too short to read a bad book.
But on top of all that, the feelings about Princess, I'd also gone through an entire year of celibacy based on my feeling that lust was the direct cause of birth which was the direct cause of suffering and death and I had really no lie come to a point where I regarded lust as offensive and even cruel. "Pretty girls make graves," was my saying, whenever I'd had to turn my head around involuntarily to stare at the incomparable pretties of Indian Mexico.
I think of my work as a kind of peeling back of the wallpaper of today to reveal the histories buried underneath.
The man who has God for his treasure has all things in one.
We have two ears and one tongue so that we would listen more and talk less.