Energy is liberated matter, matter is energy waiting to happen.
What ardently we wish, we soon believe.
How blessings brighten as they take their flight.
How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!. . . Midway from nothing to the Deity!
Too low they build who build below the skies.
Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.
Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.
After I handed over all my authority, I feel now our struggle [for Tibet ] become much, much safer. And me personally, the day I officially handed over, that night, very unusual sound. I am quite free now.
The years, the months, the days, and the hours have flown by my open window. Here and there an incident, a towering moment, a naked memory, an etched countenance, a whisper in the dark, a golden glow these and much more are the woven fabric of the time I have lived.
You can't win every week.
It's more important to get along with people than to get ahead of them.