The rigid tree will be felled.
Misery is what happiness rests upon. Happiness is what misery lurks beneath.
To know and not to do is not yet to know.
Perfect kindness acts without thinking of kindness.
As long as we have hope, we have direction, the energy to move, and the map to move by. We have a hundred alternatives, a thousand paths and an infinity of dreams. Hopeful, we are halfway to where we want to go; hopeless, we are lost forever.
I confess that there is nothing to teach: no religion, no science, no writings which will lead your mind back to Spirit. Today I speak this way, tomorrow that, but always the Path is beyond words and beyond mind.