“There is this thing far greater than money; everything you want, it can provide thee. It can buy you love, respect, harmony; it can buy you health, wealth, integrity. Oh, there’s nothing that this thing cannot buy; it is even the way to the Most High. What’s this thing so potent yet so unseen? It’s “Self-discipline”—your goldmine within.”
“Each word carries with it an emotion: “Combine the words, greater the emotion.” Watch out then when in communication: “Wrong words used can ruin a relation.”
“How I wish there is only one Scripture: “The one that God made, called “Law of Nature.” How peaceful and calm the world will then be: “All living like there is just one country.” But due to ego and self-importance, “All sorts of faith came in great abundance.” How dreadful the world had turned for any: “As each faith battled for supremacy.”
“DIVINE DICTATORSHIP is the answer: “Leaders rule with the soul of the Maker.” How can DEMOCARACY be the answer: “Leaders oft picked from two evils lesser.”
“We are not white, black, yellow, red, or brown; nor Buddhist, Hindu, Muslim, or Christian; nor German, Chinese, or whatever land. To God we are all but just one: “Human.” Hence, the white’s prayers same as of the brown’s; Muslim’s prayers same as that of Christian’s; German’s prayers same as from any land’s. To God what does count is: “The Heart of Man.”
“Success without happiness”—disaster, much like a billionaire with a cancer. “Happiness without success”—still a wealth, much like a poor man with unblemished health.”
“The year that passed is marked by scarcity: “Not much fine dining, touring, and money.” Yet, there’s my family and I’m healthy: “For that alone, I do remain happy.” Facing this new year of 2020, “if it be marked again by scarcity,” but there’s my family and I’m healthy, “for still that alone, I’d remain happy.”
“To be healed, man will give up everything; yet once healed, he goes on doing nothing. That’s how great the life God gave us on earth: “Even just wasted, life’s good with each breath.”
“To do a monstrous task—“takes attitude.” To exercise daily—“takes attitude.” To pursue what’s been aimed—“takes attitude.” To rise after each fall—“takes attitude.” Our attitude controls just about all: “It will tell if we will be less or whole.” Take stock of the attitudes you have in you: “Correct the bad ones before they check you.”
“If you are well-known for your greediness, many would be mourning for your success. If you’re well-known for your unselfishness, many would be wishing for your success.”
“A jogger who joins the race to compete runs faster than them jogging to stay fit. A man who aims to make million dollars works more intense than them for few dollars. The goal’s height dictates the kind of action: “High goal, high action—low goal, low action.” So if you are in a hurry to succeed, “you know what to do to find the right speed.”
“What is the “Greatest Hypocrisy” on earth? Calling God “Maker of heaven and earth,” the “Unseen Power over man’s death and birth,” and yet man won’t allow Him rule the earth.”
“God’s will is to bring His heaven to earth— “Not take to heaven the people of earth.” To bring heaven, we must love each other for the fullest glory of our Father. Sadly, we were taught it is the latter: “To take us to kingdom of our Father.” And so how we just focus on our Father: “Praising Him, with li’l love for each other.”
“Are you poor if you have a family? Are you poor if you have healthy body? Are you poor if you have time that is gold? Are you poor if you’ve no foes in the world? Are you rich if you have no family? Are you rich if you’ve no healthy body? Are you rich if you’ve not much time to hold? Are you rich if you have foes in the world?”
“Rugă pentru ziua mea onomastică Mă caut și nu mă găsesc!... Mă caut în vechiul ogor strămoșesc - În grâu, în porumb și-n secară, În apa fântânii cu ghizduri de piatră Și-n focul din vatră, În golul din casă Și-n gloata de-afară, Și-n toți răposații ce-n mine trăiesc Mă caut zadarnic... Zadarnic mă caut, că nu mă găsesc!... Când vântul se ceartă cu plopii pe drum Și drumul trosnește sub pașii greoi, Mă caut și-n larma vieții de-acum, Și-n pacea vieții de apoi... Când ziua se-ngână cu noaptea pe lac, Mă caut în iarba de leac, În Steaua polară, ce poartă noroc, În bobi Și-n ghioc... Mă caut și-n vechiul ceaslov bătrânesc Cu slovele șterse... Dar nu mă găsesc. Zadarnic mă caut, că nu mă găsesc... Părinte!... Ce vină mă face s-alerg Cu gândul și fapta spre morții de ieri, Că urmele mele din lume se șterg Și nu mă găsesc nicăieri?... Ce vină mă face să nu mă găsesc Când tot mai trăiesc?...”
“If you cannot tolerate do not contribute.”
“As our complexity grows, we get veiled from the simplicity of life itself.”