“You were born unique. Do not let the world make you conform to the limitations present in the prevailing winds of thought. Be the unique breeze with no limits or destination and keep on flowing!”
“Living beings must take into account both human savagery and human congeniality. The stupendous irrationality and meanness that underlies much of human behavior contrasted with the love and compassion that people unselfishly exhibit makes ordinary life both appalling and fascinating. Using all available knowledge, we must grope our way through the bizarre twilight zone cast while living amongst the great apes, an unpredictable species that is capable of displaying both immense charity and engaging in the most outrageously inhuman actions imaginable. The blessed oddity of human behavior prompts an immense swath of tolerance and produces a wellspring of sympathy for our fellow humans. The radiant minds of history’s great thinkers infused with the quick of experience of today’s perceptive students of life will assist light a pathway though the byzantine jungle for the preeminent torch bearers of tomorrow to claw through. Our collective and interweaved journey through this wrinkle of time shall produce the backdrop of the story of the next generation, a unique tale paying tribute to these thunderous times.”
“In order to maintain a modicum of sanity needed to continue the vigorous fight for survival, we busy ourselves with repressing and then remembering that our ultimate fate is death. Living vigorously necessitates sparring with the forerunning concept of death. At times, it seems necessary to refuse acknowledging the tragic brevity of our existence while we greedily chase our innermost dream of experiencing and voicing the ecstasy of life. We dual constantly between the conflicting emotions wrung from expressing our enthusiasm for life, and capitulating to the dire ramifications of growing despondency given our keen awareness that we are operating under a death sentence. We begin in earnest and gladness, but we must be ever vigilant to avoid unraveling in despondency and madness.”
“Awareness leads to Meditation, a little bit of Meditation involved in everybody s life”
“When you love someone truly, you set them free!”
“You must have complete faith in your love. Because true love is pure and honest. Do not ever spoil your love by doubting it.”
“We are all alone! But our bonds with our friends and family keep us strong!”
“Dat der ‘ouse ain’t me ‘ome, sonny boy. You’ll ne’r trap me in an ‘ouse. And anyways, what youngen doesn’t like knockin’ down sandcastles? It’s every boy’s dream t’ knock down a giant sandcastle. I ‘av a lot o’ fun buildin’ ‘em and knockin’ ‘em down. If I didn’t knock ‘em down, the tide ‘ll take ‘em. Nothin’ lasts ferever.” “Then where do you live?” asked Jack very much relieved. “Me, sonny boy, lives in a very quiet place where de silence is me windows,” answered the leprechaun.”
“When you feel lonely pass on the somber days and the melancholy nights with a pint of whiskey and z zephyr of poetry!”
“If not his life, Rustom Iraqiwalla wanted his death to be worth something.”
“To get rid of heart pain, the worst kind of suffery in ones life that never stops tracing and slowly pushes liveliness down, you either face the cruel truth, lose everything and start again broken or abandon your single god-given chance and die.”
“Everyone is driven by the need to fill their life with meaning. Sometimes this need is articulated clearly and then a purpose emerges and that leads to a sense of direction and a sense of mission. Most times it is not. So the void is filled with action. People have kids, gets mortgages, raise families, pay bills, go to work each day without asking why and then, some day, they die. Some times all this is enough. Many times it s not. Action fills the void nicely. Makes each day feel tiring. But without a sense of purpose. Without a sense of vision, it leads to a pattern of behavior that doesn t lead anywhere. Most times we die before we realize this of course.”
“O’Brien leaned over him, deliberately bringing the worn face nearer. You are thinking, he said, that my face is old and tired. You are thinking that I talk of power, and yet I am not even able to prevent the decay of my own body. Can you not understand, Winston, that the individual is only a cell? The weariness of the cell is the vigour of the organism. Do you die when you cut your fingernails? We are priests of power, he said. God is power. But at present power is only a word so far as you are concerned. It is time for you to gather some idea of what power means. The first thing you must realise is that power is collective. The individual only has power in so far as he ceases to be an individual. You know the Party slogan: ‘Freedom is slavery’. Has it ever occurred to you that it is reversible? Slavery is freedom. Alone – free- the human being is always defeated. It must be so, because every human being is doomed to die, which is the greatest of all failures. But if he can make complete, utter submission, if he can escape from his identity, if he can merge himself in the Party so that he is the Party, then he is all-powerful and immortal. The second thing for you to realise is that power is power over human beings. Over the body – but, above all, over the mind. Power over matter – external reality, as you would call it – is not important. Already our control over matter is absolute….But how can you control matter? He burst out. You don’t even control the climate or the law of gravity. And there are disease, pain, death- O’Brien silenced him by a movement of the hand. We control matter because we control the mind. Reality is inside the skull. You will learn by degrees, Winston….But the world itself is only a speck of dust. And man is tiny-helpless! How long has he been in existence? For millions of years the earth was uninhabited…Nonsense. The earth is as old as we are, no older. How could it be older? Nothing exist except through human consciousness…”
“A man s perspective is limited by the brevity of his existence. Even living deliberately, how far up can he reach? Standing on his minuscule patch of time, how far into the future can he see? How much of the past can one person truly understand?”
“If we live a vigorous life exhibiting great equanimity and curiosity while displaying unreserved compassion and charity for all the creatures and plants of this world, we will be more than dim shadows on a dark planet. We make our life matter whenever a person lives in a genuine manner, struggles to realize their innate potential, and brings lightness and cheerfulness into other people’s abodes.”
“they have taught man that he is a hopeless misfit made of two elements, both symbols of death. A body without a soul is a corpse, a soul without a body is a ghost— yet search is there image of man’s nature: the battleground of a struggle between a corpse and a ghost a corpse endowed with some evil volition of its own and a ghost endowed with the knowledge that everything known to man is non-existent, that only the unknowable exists.”
“يظن نفسه مركز الكون وأن الجوزة تدور من أجله. والحق أن الجوزة تدور لأن كل شئ يدور، لو كانت الأفلاك تسير في خط مستقيم لتغير نظام الغرزة. وليلة أمس أقتنعت تماما بالخلود ولكني نسيت الأسباب وأنا ذاهب للأرشيف.”