Things are as they are. Looking out into it the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.
So then, the relationship of self to other is the complete realization that loving yourself is impossible without loving everything defined as other than yourself.
But at any rate, the point is that God is what nobody admits to being, and everybody really is.
All experiences are preceded by mind, having mind as their master, created by mind.
Purity and impurity depend on oneself; no one can purify another.
You are that vast thing that you see far, far off with great telescopes.
Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions.
Tell the innocent visitor from another world that two people were killed at Serajevo, and that the best that Europe could do about it was to kill eleven million more.