Life Is Also A Mixture Of Unsolved

Books Seek Us Out. They Slip Themselves Into Our Hands Just At The Time We Are Ready For A New Self-concept.

Within Me Is The Potential To Commit Every Evil Act I See Being Committed By Other Men, And Unless I Feel This Potential, I Can At Any Moment Be Controlled By These Same Urges. I Am Free From These Urges Only If I Recognize When I Am Feeling Them, And While Feeling Them And Acknowledging Them To Be Me, Choose Not To Follow Them. Only In This Way Can I Begin To Regain The Disowned Parts Of Me. And Only In This Way Can I Know What It Is I Am Criticizing In Others.

To Live For Results Would Be To Sentence Myself To Continuous Frustration. My Only Sure Reward Is In My Actions And Not From Them.

Problems Assault Us To The Degree They Preoccupy Us. The Key To Release, Rest, And Inner Freedom Is Not The Elimination Of All External Difficulties. It Is Letting Go Of Our Pattern Of Reactions To Those Difficulties.

Whenever I Find Myself Arguing For Something With Great Passion, I Can Be Certain I'm Not Convinced.