The realization of ignorance is the first act of knowing.
We never know we are beings till we love. And then it is we know the powers and potentialities of human existence.
Thank everyone who calls out your faults, your anger, your impatience, your egotism; do this consciously, voluntarily.
Whats beauty anyway but ugliness if it hurts you?
We start with gifts. Merit comes from what we make of them.
Acceptance of prevailing standards often means we have no standards of our own.