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"People only picked the pretty, sweet-smelling flowers. The ones with thorns were left alone."
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"Say, there is a book written by Tolstoy sitting right there on the table. To our unique human consciousness, the reality of the papers in the book, is infinitely different from the valuable literature that they possess. For the kind of consciousness possessed by the bug which eats those papers, literature is non-existent, yet for the Human Consciousness, literature has a greater value of truth than the papers themselves."
"The puzzle that is created by seeing the 'relative' is called worldly life (sansaar)! It would never be this way had one seen the 'Real'."
"The trouble ain't that there is too many fools, but that the lightning ain't distributed right."
"All seems infected that the infected spy as all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye."
"You can see the whole entire world in the eyes of a person who knows how to simply stand there and take all of it into him but then you can look into the eyes of someone else and the whole entire world goes away and all that's left is you."
"Oh no, real life is escape. The great terrors, the horrors--we hope--of your life come from reading fiction."
"Overconfidence blurs out the risk. Inferiority magnifies it."
"Only the eye that sees can differentiate a flower from leaves."
"The colour of the water seems to be the colour of the glass into which it has been poured."
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"There's a saying that you can't put a price on a human life, but that saying is a lie because we have. We have, and it's so much lower than you would think. Yes, human life has its price like anything else, and will continue to do so for as long as it doubles as a commodity."
"Did you think I'd only want you once? Oh, my, you are more naA ve than I thought. Why would I go through so much trouble for a mere tryst? Does a man ride a stallion but one time before condemning it to the abattoir?"
"Happiness is such a fragile thing, isn't it? So easily burst, like a bubble blown by a child, and always on the verge of being carried away."
"This softening she sees in me isn't enough to make me affectionate, but it's just enough to render me inept. I can't give her what she wants - virtuousness - or what she needs - protection."
"If a woman defined herself solely by the man she was with-and vice versa-the world would be a very shallow and insipid place, indeed."
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