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Max Muller

"Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is."

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"Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is."

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"The condition you're in at this moment is the product of your previous thoughts, to change your condition, change your thoughts."

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"There is always a path to our target, the problem is to discover it!"

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"Collect memories, they are your precious property."

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"Simple things have greater power than the complicated things!"

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"Abundance in life comes from generosity."

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"To live in bliss, love everything, including people, unconditionally."

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"With a foggy mind you see nothing but fog!"

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"What is emitted from the divine, though it be only like the reflection from the fire, still has the divine reality in itself, and one might almost ask what were the fire without glow, the sun without light, or the Creator without the creature?"
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"Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is."
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"I was so astonished that another had penetrated so deeply into the secrets of my soul, and that he knew what I did not know myself, that when I recovered from it he had already been long upon the street."
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"Thus one memory follows another until the waves dash together over our heads, and a deep sigh swells the breast, which warns us that we have forgotten to breathe in the midst of these pure thoughts."
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"While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change."
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"Would not the child's heart break in despair when the first cold storm of the world sweeps over it, if the warm sunlight of love from the eyes of mother and father did not shine upon him like the soft reflection of divine light and love?"
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"Soon the child learns that there are strangers, and ceases to be a child."
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"Not far from our house, and opposite the old church with the golden cross, stood a large building, even larger than the church, and having many towers."
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"Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?"
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"The first pages of memory are like the old family Bible. The first leaves are wholly faded and somewhat soiled with handling. But, when we turn further, and come to the chapters where Adam and Eve were banished from Paradise, then, all begins to grow clear and legible."
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