The Most Terrifying Thing Is

The Word 'happiness' Would Lose Its Meaning If It Were Not Balanced And Contrasted And Compared To Sadness. In Comparing How An Experience Could Have Been Worse We Develop Gratitude And Happiness, While If We Compare It How It Could Have Been Better We Develop Bitterness And Sadness.

Until You Make The Unconscious Conscious, It Will Direct Your Life And You Will Call It Fate.

It Is Proverbial, Of Course, That Man Never Learns From History, And, As A Rule, In Respect To A Problem Of The Present, It Can Teach Us Simply Nothing. The New Must Be Made Through Untrodden Regions, Without Suppositions, And Often, Unfortunately, Without Piety Also.

I Have Frequently Seen People Become Neurotic When They Content Themselves With Inadequate Or Wrong Answers To The Questions Of Life. They Seek Position, Marriage, Reputation, Outward Success Of Money, And Remain Unhappy And Neurotic Even When They Have Attained What They Were Seeking. Such People Are Usually Confined Within Too Narrow A Spiritual Horizon. Their Life Has Not Sufficient Content, Sufficient Meaning. If They Are Enabled To Develop Into More Spacious Personalities, The Neurosis Generally Disappears.

But What If I Should Discover That The Least Amongst Them All, The Poorest Of All Beggars, The Most Impudent Of All Offenders, Yea The Very Fiend Himself— That These Are Within Me, And That I Myself Stand In Need Of The Alms Of My Own Kindness, That I Myself Am The Enemy Who Must Be Loved— What Then?