All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.
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.
To support mother and father, to cherish partner and children, and to be engaged in peaceful occupation — this is the greatest blessing.
We need never be ashamed of our tears.
You are that vast thing that you see far, far off with great telescopes.