If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track, which has been there all the while waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living.

Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it.

Ego is convinced that Love is dangerous.

That the birds of worry and care fly above your head,This you cannot change;But that they build nests in your hair,This you can prevent.

There may be a great fire in our soul, but no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a little bit of smoke coming through the chimney and pass on their way. Now, you must tend that inward fire, wait patiently for the hour when somebody will come and sit down near it -- to stay there maybe?