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Quotations
[James Michener] : The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him he's always doing both.
Oliver Goldsmith : You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your
[Voltaire] in [Freedom of Thought] : It rests entirely with you to learn to think. You're born with a mind. You are a bird in the cage of the Inquisition: the Holy Office has clipped your wings, but they can grow back. Whoever doesn't know geometry can learn it; every man can tutor himself: it's shameful to put your soul in the hands of those to whom you'd never trust your money. _Dare to think for yourself._
1. Wealth Without Work
2. Pleasure Without Conscience
3. Knowledge Without Character
4. Commerce Without Morality
5. Science Without Humanity
6. Worship Without Sacrifice
7. Politics Without Principle
Somebody is sex-obsessed. In a country like India, where for centuries sex has been repressed, that has become almost a universal characteristic; everybody is obsessed with sex. Somebody is obsessed with anger, and somebody else is obsessed with greed. You have to watch which is your basic obsession.
[Richard Bach] : You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it true.You may have to work for it, however
[Henry Miller], Sexus : Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heart-ache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, to discover what is already there.
* [Words of Hope|http://www.cancer.med.umich.edu/share/shahop.htm]
Could you say something about forgiveness?
I am reminded of one of the most significant woman mystics, Rabiya al-Adabiya, a Sufi woman who was known for her very eccentric behavior. But in all her eccentric behavior there was a great insight. Once, another Sufi mystic Hasan was staying with Rabiya. Because he was going to stay with Rabiya, he had not brought his own holy Koran, which he used to read every morning as part of his discipline. He thought he could borrow Rabiya's holy Koran, so he had not brought his own copy with him.
In the morning he asked Rabiya, and she gave him her copy. He could not believe his eyes. When he opened the Koran he saw something which no Mohammedan could believe: in many places Rabiya had corrected it. It is the greatest sin as far as Mohammedans are concerned; the Koran is the word of God according to them. How can you change it? How can you even think that you can make something better? Not only has she changed it, she has simply cut out a few words, a few lines -- removed them.
Hasan said to her, "Rabiya, somebody has destroyed your Koran!" Rabiya said, "Don't be stupid, nobody can touch my Koran. What you are looking at is my doing." Hasan said, "But how could you do such a thing?" She said, "I had to do it, there was no way out. For example, look here: the Koran says, "When you see the devil, hate him." Since I have become awakened I cannot find any hate within me. Even if the devil stands in front of me I can only shower him with my love, because I don't have anything else left. It does not matter whether God stands in front of me, or the devil; both will receive the same love. All that I have is love; hate has disappeared. The moment hate disappeared from me I had to make changes in my book of the holy Koran. If you have not changed it, that simply means you have not arrived to the space where only love remains."
I will say to you, the people who don't deserve, the people who are unworthy, don't make any difference to the man who has come to the space of forgiveness. He will forgive, irrespective of who receives it. He cannot be so miserly that only the worthy should receive it. And from where is he going to find unforgiveness? This is a totally different perspective. It does not concern itself with the other. Who are you to make the judgment whether the other is worthy or unworthy? The very judgment is ugly and mean.
I know Rudolph Hess is certainly one of the greatest criminals. And his crime becomes even a millionfold bigger, because in the Nuremburg trial with the remaining companions of Adolf Hitler -- who killed almost eight million people in the second world war -- he said in front of the court, "I don't repent anything!" Not only that, he also said, "And if I could start from the very beginning, I would do the same thing again." It is very natural to think this man is not worthy of forgiveness; that will be the common understanding. Everybody will agree with you.
But I cannot agree with you. It does not matter what Rudolf Hess has done, what he is saying. What matters is that you are capable of forgiving even him. That will raise your consciousness to the ultimate heights. If you cannot forgive Rudolf Hess you will remain just an ordinary human being, with all kinds of judgments of worthiness, of unworthiness. But basically you cannot forgive him because your forgiveness is not big enough.
He had a small young boy who used to cook food for him, wash his clothes, fetch vegetables from the market. The boy himself had become slowly, slowly old and for his whole life he had been listening to the old man, who had lived almost one hundred years, and without exception the denial: nobody is worthy! "I will die," he said, "without initiating anyone, but I will not initiate anyone who is nondeserving."
A few had come just out of curiosity. They had no other work; they were playing jazz and they thought, "We can play jazz tomorrow, but today there is no harm, let us see what this initiation is. Anyway, that man is going to die by the evening so we will be free to remain disciples or not. We can play jazz tomorrow -- there is no harm."
The companion of the old man was feeling very embarrassed, "How will I present this strange lot when that old man has refused kings, saints, sages, who have come with deep earnestness to be initiated? And now he is going to initiate this gang!" He was even feeling ashamed, but he entered and asked, "Should I call the people? -- eleven have come."
Everybody has his own flaws, weaknesses; everybody has done things that he never wanted to do. Everybody has gone astray. Nobody can say that he is absolutely pure; everybody is polluted. So when the old man insisted, "Unless you are worthy don't come back to me," nobody argued with him; he was right. First they have to be worthy!
"I am just like a rain cloud; I will shower all over the place -- on the mountains, on the streets, on the houses, in the farms, in the gardens. I will shower everywhere, because I am too burdened with my rainwater. It does not matter whether the garden deserves... I don't even make any distinction between the garden and the rocks. I will simply shower out of my abundance."
If your meditations bring you to the state of a rain cloud, you will forgive without any judgment out of your abundance, out of your love, out of your compassion.
The guards said to Buddha, "Don't unnecessarily take the risk." And do you know what Buddha said to them? Buddha said, "If I don't go then who will go? Only two things are possible: either I will change him, and I cannot miss this challenge; or I will provide him with one finger so that his desire is fulfilled. Anyway I am going to die one day. Giving my head to Angulimal will be at least of some use; otherwise one day I will die and you will put me on the funeral pyre. I think that it is better to fulfill somebody's desire and give him peace of mind. Either he will kill me or I will kill him, but this encounter is going to happen; you just lead the way."
Finally Angulimal, with his naked sword in his hand, shouted, "Stop!" Gautam Buddha was just a few feet away, and Angulimal said, "Don't take another step because then the responsibility will not be mine. Perhaps you don't know who I am!"
So Angulimal cut with his sword a whole branch full of flowers. And before he could give it to Buddha, Buddha said, "This was only half the desire; the other half is, please put the branch back on the tree."
Buddha said again, "If I don't initiate him, who will initiate him? And I love the man, I love his courage. And I can see tremendous possibility in him: a single man fighting against the whole world. I want this kind of people, who can stand against the whole world. Up to now he was standing against the world with a sword; now he will stand against the world with a consciousness which is far sharper than any sword. I told you that murder was going to happen, but it was not certain who was going to be murdered -- either I was going to be murdered, or Angulimal. Now you can see Angulimal is murdered. And who I am to judge?"
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[Buddha] : Monks and scholars must not accept my words out of respect,
(via [PaperQuote]) [Oliver Wendell Holmes] : What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
(via [PaperQuote])[Albert Einstein] : The World is not dangerous because of those who do harm but because of those who look at it without doing anything.
After reading [Andre Durand]'s [Global Consciousness 1.0|http://discuss.andredurand.com/stories/storyReader$187], I have an idea about combining this thought with [Quaker]ism... Why not we implement a system where members can raise 1 issue per day and only 1 a day, Every other member can post their opinion after careful thought and it would be possible to edit the opinion only a few times within the next 1/2 hour ! and That's it ! - I will try to refine it !
[Mother] : Always remember to love thy mother, because you only have one mother in your lifetime... I would replace mother with parents...
Susan Dempsey (responsible for providing users with continued quality service from [HotLinks]) : ...Sadly, all good things must come to an end and this version will be subscription only...
[HotLinks] is going to charge for their service from 3rd December 2001... If they allow me to maintain 1 URL with multiple categories, I will consider paying for their service... Anyway, they have very nicely allowed me to export the content as a [html file|http://www.carnatic.com/2001/hotlinks.kishorebalakrishnan.2001nov14.htm] - Thanks a lot !
[Free Alina Lebedeva|http://www.geocities.com/elsvenjo/FreeAlina.html] : ...This site is in support of Alina Lebedeva from Latvia. Alina is the schoolgirl who gave Prince Charles a slap in the face with  a bunch of flowers in protest over Britain's involvement in the war against Afghanistan. She is provisionally charged with endangering the life of foreign dignitary. If found guilty she could face up to 15 years in prison...
[This Diwali has lost its sparkle|http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow.asp?art_id=2125046482] : ...Sampoorna Kohli, weaving his way through the small lanes of the Central Market in Lajpat Nagar, sums it up succinctly: "There is uncertainty for everyone. Nobody is feeling particularly festive what with jobs on the line and businesses doing badly. The light has already gone out of this Diwali."...
[Swami Sivananda] : From [ABANDON BODY-CONSCIOUSNESS|http://www.dlsmd.org/sdr/11-sdr%20nov/1109.htm] : ...This body which is full of impurities, urine, pus and faecal matter etc., is perishable. It is like froth or bubble or mirage. It is despised by its enemies. It remains like a useless log of wood on the ground when prana (life) leaves it. It is the cause of pain and suffering. It is your enemy. You should treat this body with contempt, as dung. Why should you cling to it and worship it with scents, powders and flowers? Do not be silly and foolish in adorning it with fine silks and ornaments. It is dire ignorance only...
[via|http://jim.roepcke.com/2001/10/31#item3142] [Jim Roepcke] : [Seth Dillingham] : [Knowledge Management, Meta Data, and the Organization|http://www.truerwords.net/1241]
I hurt myself yesterday while playing badminton... Nothing Serious... But I am thinking about [Relative and Absolute Happiness] and about people who are handicapped
In [You already know what to do] : ...In the early nineteenth century, when writer [Samuel Taylor Coleridge] awoke with the "distinct recollection of the whole" of "Kubla Khan", he demonstrated the effectiveness of intuition... When business man [Jagdish Parikh] speaks of creating a "synthesis...beyond selfishness and selflessness, beyond collectiveness and competitiveness, to a cooperativeness based on selfness," he is calling on intuition...
The Wooden Bowl
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.
"We must do something about Grandfather," said the son. "I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
honest
[Words] > honest
Marked by or displaying integrity; upright: an honest lawyer.
Without affectation; plain: honest folk.
Playing with Words
[Phrases] > Playing with [Words]
[To Those With Little Dust]
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The University of Hard Knocks
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Benedictine College" within the 60 days following each
lecturing, because his lectures deal with universal human
many words
us "stop, look, listen"--Blind man learns with one bump--Going up
notices--You cannot uplift people with derrick--No laws can
greatest stream. With no bucket you can get nothing at Niagara.
Here is a great mass of words and sentences and pictures to express
would not prosper with the necessary elements in their condensed
lecture. You cannot confess without referring to the confesser.
Every bump is a lesson. If we learn the lesson with one bump, we do
matter with us, so that we do not learn the lesson of the bump we
Some of us learn to go forward with a few bumps, but most of us are
We discover, in other words, that The University of Hard Knocks has
was within grabbing distance.
I became enamored with that coffee-pot. I decided I needed that
would go on with her knitting and let me do as I pleased.
cruel with that angel child. But the neighbors did not know what
Mother knew that to argue with me was to flatter me. Tell me, serve
We are lucky if we learn the lesson with one bump. We are unlucky
his lesson with one bump, and you have to go bumping into the same
And so with our own lives. Real living is conscious effort to go
fill up with disappointment, their vision becomes dulled. They
can't catch us. They were too strict with me back home."
with sleeping sickness.
In other words, we are raw material. You know what raw material
man into the woods with an ax, and he looked for the best trees
there to bump. He bumped you--hit you with the ax! How it hurt you!
I watched this red mud matriculate into a great hopper with
coming here. I have the feeling that I spoke the words, but you are
you are down and out. He wants you to sympathize with yourself. You
track was a grocery with a row of barrels of apples in front. There
half-filled with small white beans and a few walnuts.
down. You Big Nuts get right down there on a level with Little
But I shake the can, and the big ones go right back to the top with
In other words, all the people of the world are in the great barrel
with various sizes of objects. When an employee would come into the
same blunder twice. She learned the lesson with one helping to the
rules of the union! Without being told, mind you. She had that rare
Within three months every other girl in that office was asking
So books could be filled with just such stories of how people have
gone up and down. You may have noticed two brothers start with the
They can't get along without me." For I feel that they are getting
ready to get along without him. That noise you hear is the
time pointing backward with pride and talking about "in my day!"
We can be a pumpkin in one summer, with the accent on the "punk."
We can be a mushroom in a day, with the accent on the "mush." But
and your work mercilessly dissected, shake hands with yourself and
having the barrel do the uplifting, they try to do it with a
many are trying to grow great on the outside without growing great
blacksmith shop right up with us! We make it a great kitchen or
The Master looked with love and pity upon their unpreparedness.
nearest at hand. We must make our old work luminous with a new
currents set upward, the world is drawn toward us with its
admire what we have accomplished and "point with pride." The
have been only a boy playing on the seashore * * * while the great
upon the percentage of our output to our resources. Upon doing with
come and stand upon it, if each be doing his work with the same
miner's lamp in his cap, could possibly have to do with the lyceum
course. But I learned that he had all to do with it. He had sold
serviceable, tho he worked every day full time with his pick at his
fully inflated with education!
man who owned the mill. He had made it with his own genius out of
land. The fault was not with the university, not with Gussie, who
The fault was with the little old man, who was so wise and great
and receives it. There is a row of professors with their sleeves
Gussie and Bill Whackem Gussie came back home with his education in
with these instruments and tools.
Gussie was in the position of a man with a very fine equipment of
tools and no experience in using them. Bill was the man with the
poor, homemade, crude tools, but with the energy, vision and
they have served and overcome and developed great lives with the
The young person with electrical genius will make an electrical
see how much more he will achieve with the same genius and with
an education, they are merely preparations. When you are thru with
end-ment. You will discover with the passing years that life is
Go out with your fine equipment from your commencements into the
how few of our strong men get their start with steam heat?
envelope with a knife and set the struggling insect free. But out
hearing nothing, his head down, without ambition enough to prick up
character, for the joy of having a larger life. I am pleading with
Children, I am pleading with you to find happiness. All the world
to be "absent from the body and present with the Lord." Thus this
We have to have amusement, but if we fill our lives with nothing
but amusement, we never grow. We go thru our lives babies with new
"Lecture?" said with a shiver as tho it was "small pox." "I ain't
alone with their empty lives.
community, the nation that goes on relaxing without
contracting--without struggling and overcoming--is degenerating.
What is the matter with the small town? Do not blame it all upon
the city mail order house. With rural delivery, daily papers,
America have one thing in common with the asylum folks--they can't
A lot of struggling churches compete with each other instead of
So the home towns stagnate and the young people with visions go
out of a hundred of them will jostle with the straphangers all
Ada, Ohio, one of Ohio's greatest educators, used to say with
the school of books with the school of struggle. He organized his
struggle in his life would at least have to struggle with the
debating societies to compete with each other. He arranged contests
literary societies vied with each other in their programs and in
not believe there is a school in America with a greater alumni roll
The old "deestrick" school is passing, and with it the small
academies and colleges, each with its handful of students around a
Today we are building wonderful public schools with equally
with a few great centralized state normal schools and state
the old oak-slab bench with its splintered side up.
that each student come in vital touch with great men. We get life
A violin is only a fiddle with a college education.
forth with the E, A, D and G strings all in place. Educated now?
idea of them. We hear the preacher utter truths and we say with
see it with our own eyes. Then there is a thrill. Then the old
know the sun as in one glimpse of it with our own eyes.
"If--I-p-p-play--with--the--f-f-f-i-i-i-i-r-r-e--I--will--g-e-e-et
play with the fire I will get my fingers burned. I had to slap my
with a few bumps. They have to be pulverized.
of oxen and had said the words. But I have!
family to keep. But I would teach him a lesson not to "monkey" with
Learn? No! Within a month I was on the street a Saturday night when
And right on top of the pile was the cake with the ten wrapped
they wanted it to harmonize with me! And I would realize I had so
in with us in the inner circle and get a thousand per cent.
have hurried so. They would have waited a month with the
subscription to that paper. I simply will not take a paper with
some of the above experiences. "The audience laughed with you and
a filmy creation caught with something or other.
propelling aerial boat with two fingers of each hand, head
fragments from the books together with my own native genius. I
I bedecked it with metaphors and semaphores. I filled it with
You know about gestures--these things you make with your arms in
a singer--merely neckties. Singers look better with neckties.
Summer." She sang it with every note so well placed, with the
sweetest little trills and tendrils, with the smile exactly like
half so beautifully as Jessie did, but she sang it with the
good fortune to be sitting at table with her I wanted to ask her,
But in the hour she talked with her friends around the table I
Anybody could write those songs--just a few simple words and notes.
write the words and where to place the notes. These are not the
The woman who sat there clad in black, with her sweet, expressive
face crowned with silvery hair, had learned to write her songs in
had never struggled with discouragement, sickness, poverty and
defeat, or that our lives must fill up with poverty or sorrow, or
practical realities. They go around with their heads in the clouds,
There are a thousand who can tell you what is the matter with
He was a remarkable man--a great reader and with a memory that
Never do this many gather but what there are some with aching hearts.
And you young people here with lives like June mornings, are not
trust most betray you. Maybe, betray you with a kiss. You will go
I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth, altho it is quite
Nobody ever traded with us by mistake.
With the small fry I used a small paddle to win their confidence and
arouse their enthusiasm for an education. With the pupils larger and
We ended the school with an "exhibition." Did you ever attend the
school desks with boards, and then covered the boards with piles of
with the sheepshears. Mother had been busy with the wash-rag--clear
was going home with head high and aircastles even higher. But I
never got home with the money. Talk about the fool and his money
it may be safer to do business with a first-class sinner than with
front rows with their families, and maybe all the old scores have
not yet been settled. The boy he fought with may be down there.
villains live there within striking distance. Perhaps they have
for I will sa-a-a-a-ave you!" or words to that effect.
alone with a picture of your classmates taken twenty-one years
the head of one of the big manufacturing plants of the South, with
Dull boy or girl--you with your eyes tear-dimmed sometimes because
The boy who traded knives with me and beat me--how I used to envy
The "perfectly lovely" boy who didn't mix with the other boys, who
her. Most of the girls who shone with less social luster became the
finally ended his wasted life with a bullet fired by his own hand.
will win?" "The man with the stronger forearms," they whisper.
There comes the crucial moment in the race. See the man with the
those around us fall--and it is won with the forearms earned in the
But contentment with present achievement is the damnation of the race.
I could not play so well with such little practice." The poor
We are only children in God's great kindergarten, playing with our
Yesterday I had a birthday. I looked in the glass and communed with
I was so dissatisfied with what little I knew. He told me I could
the people on the platform who were contented with their offerings,
Some people seem to string out to near a hundred years with mighty
gripping audiences with the fire and brilliancy of youth, is
acting, for she remains the "Divine Sarah" with no crippling of her
the home was a row of old men inmates. The senator shook hands with
rights with other people who would have gone on south with the
America without a committee. The committee gets out the invitations
they do with them when they get them there? They would be dill
ever saw. She would make a hollow in the top and fill it with
with fuzz on his upper lip, but he'll be happier when his lip feels
many miles away, throbs with the victory.
for anything outside, but for the happiness that comes from within.
Itasca." No, he does not even go to live with his father-in-law.
money with the least injury to the race!
Do you note that the tropics, the countries with the balmiest
conquering races are those that struggle with both heat and cold?
blessings in disguise. People go to the devil with full pockets;
commencement day with your diplomas in your hands, and when your
O UNIVERSITY OF HARD KNOCKS, we learn to love you more with each
cannot be described with this poor human vocabulary. It must be
The glory of the sunset filled sea and sky with flames of gold and
valley was black with the shadow. It was night down there. The
within, and not among the things that lie at our feet. The
Anuradha Choudry
Anuradha, a former student of the Sri Aurobindo International Centre of Education, Pondicherry, has been closely associated with Sanskrit for the past 20 years. After graduating from the Ashram School in 1998, she pursued her passion for Sanskrit through her Masters and her M.Phil degrees. During her Post Graduation, she joined a voluntary organization called [Samskrita Bharati], a world-wide movement dedicated to promoting Sanskrit as a living language, and was trained in a special methodology of Teaching called “Edutainment”, a combination of Education and Entertainment.
Fascinated by the SOUND of this language, she believes in making others experience the joy of its rich vibrant words. She got an opportunity to realize this when she was appointed by:
Currently doing her Ph.D to understand the deeper psycho-spiritual content of the Veda with special reference to Sri Aurobindo, she is also a Sanskrit teacher in Auroville, an international township.
When asked about her hobbies, she cannot resist mentioning, “speaking and making others speak Sanskrit!” besides, dancing (Kathak & Folk Dances), acting, painting, travelling, understanding other cultures, playing football and camping.

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