Evolution made civilization steward of this planet. A hundred thousand years later, the steward stood before evolution not helper but destroyer, not healer but parasite. So evolution withdrew its gift, passed civilization by, rescued the planet from intelligence and handed it to love.
Ask yourself the secret of YOUR success. Listen to your answer, and practice it.”
Those who put aside travel for the sake of perfection go anywhere, instantly
You’re never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true.
¡Si nuestra amistad depende de cosas como el espacio y el tiempo, entonces, cuando por fin superemos el espacio y el tiempo, habremos destruido nuestra propia hermandad! Pero supera el espacio, y nos quedará sólo un Aquí. Supera el tiempo, y nos quedará sólo un Ahora. Y entre el Aquí y el Ahora, ,no crees...
Remember where you came from, where you’re going, and why you created the mess you got yourself into in the first place. You’re going to die a horrible death, remember. It’s all good training, and you’ll enjoy it more if you keep the facts in mind. Take your dying with some seriousness, however. Laughing on...
We are focus-points of consciousness, […] enormously creative. When we enter the self-constructed hologrammetric arena we call spacetime, we begin at once to generate creativity particles, imajons, in violent continuous pyrotechnic deluge. Imajons have no charge of their own but are strongly polarized through our attitudes and by the force of our choice and desire...
To bring anything into your life, imagine that it’s already there.
Live enough of what you’ve always dreamed of doing, and there’s no room left for feeling bad.
Strong beliefs win strong men, and then make them stronger.
Rarely do members of the same family grow up under the same roof.
Same with anyone who’s been flying for years and loves it still… we’re part of a world we deeply love. Just as musicians feel about scores and melodies, dancers about the steps and flow of music, so we’re one with the principle of flight, the magic of being aloft in the wind!
The gulls who scorn perfection for the sake of travel go nowhere, slowly.
Sooner or later, those who win are those who think they can.