When the wind rises, we set out. Love is always in a place beyond reach; whether we meet or not, coming and going is of no consequence.
When someone calls, you go out of your way to help, feeling glad that you can be of service, while the other person may simply regard you as someone convenient to use.
A human life begins with one’s own cry and ends amid the cries of others.
Cry when you need to cry, laugh when you want to laugh; do not let the world’s hypocrisy make you hypocritical as well.
If you simply become yourself, there is no inner division and your life energy remains harmonious, and harmony itself is joy. When you try to become something else, inner conflict arises—one part of you opposes another, and your life energy turns into burden and suffering. Desire is precisely this urge to become something other than what you are; it splits the inner self and brings ongoing pain and struggle.