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Many words are not proof of the wise man, because the sage only talk when it's needed, and the words are measured and corresponding with the need.

O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.

One of the sages of the Talmud taught nearly 200 years ago that God could have created a plant that would grow loaves of bread. Instead He created wheat for us to mill and bake into bread. Why? So that we could be HIs partners in completing the work of creation.

Mind dissolves only when you don't choose. And when there is no mind, you are for the first time in your crystal clarity, for the first time in your original freshness. For the first time your real face is encountered. Mind is not there - the divider. Now existence appears as one. Mind has dropped; the barrier between you and existence is no more. Now you can look at existence with no mind. This is how a sage is born. With the mind - the world. With no mind - freedom, MOKSHA, KAIVALYA, NIRVANA. Cessation of the mind is cessation of the world.

Much as the sage may affect to despise the opinion of the world, there are few who would not rather expose their lives a hundred times than be condemned to live on, in society, but not of it - a by-word of reproach to all who know their history, and a mark for scorn to point his finger at.

O woman! thou wert fashioned to beguile: So have all sages said, all poets sung.

Our sages of blessed memory have said that we must not enjoy any pleasure in this world without reciting a blessing.

Sage, aren't you guys supposed to have uniforms? This looks like what you usually wear.

Saints and sages are still alive. Great masters are still operating. It is up to you to find where they are.

Sage?" Adrian lightly touched my arm, and I jumped at the feel of his fingertips against my skin. "You okay?" "I don't know," I said softly. "I just thought of something crazy." "Welcome to my world.

Saints and martyrs had never interested Maggie so much as sages and poets.

Sage," he said. "What are you wearing?" I sighed and stared down at the dress. "I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it." "Funny," he said. "I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.

..Sage is convinced one extraneous calorie will make her go from super skinny to just regular skinny. Tragedy.

Some would be sages if they did not believe they were so already.

Speaking of Sonya...I was thinking of something earlier. Something Wolfe said." "Why, Adrian. Were you paying attention after all?" "Don't start,Sage," he warned.(p 211)

Students of the heavens are separable into astronomers and astrologers as readily as the minor domestic ruminants into sheep and goats, but the separation of philosophers into sages and cranks seems to be more sensitive to frames of reference.

The collective dream is the hypnosis of social conditioning. Only sages, psychotics & geniuses manage to break free.

The Artist," an ancient sage had once said, "is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich.

The age of sages is past; the age of specialists has come.

The inner is the foundation of the outer. The still is master of the restless. The Sage travels all day yet never leaves his inner treasure.

The sage attends to the belly, and not to what he sees.

The sage's Way is to act and not to contend.

The Sage embraces similarity of understanding and pays no regard to similarity of form. The world in general is attracted by similarity of form, but remains indifferent to similarity of understanding.

The Sage has no thinking mind and therefore there are no ‘others’ for him.

The sage knows himself, but does not parade. He cherishes himself, but does not praise himself.

The sages are often ignorant of physical science, because they read the wrong book-the book within; and the scientists are too often ignorant of religion, because they too read the wrong book-the book outside.

...The sage, traveling all day, Does not lose sight of his baggage. Though there are beautiful things to be seen, He remains unattached and calm.

The sage embraces things. Ordinary men discriminate amongst them and parade their discriminations before others. So I say; those who discriminate, fail to see.

The sage is one with the world, and lives in harmony with it.

The sage wears coarse clothes, concealing jade.

The love of a Sage for his fellows likewise finds expression amongst mankind. Were he not told sop, he would not know that he loved his fellows. But whether he knows it or whether he does not know it, whether he hears it or whether he does not hear it, his love for his is without end, and mankind cease not to repose therein.

The professor, instead of being the "sage on the stage," functions as a "guide on the side.

The sage avoids extremity, excess, and extravagance.

The sage does not strive to be great. Thereby he can accomplish the great.

The sage has no concern for himself, but makes the concerns of others his own.

The sage knows without traveling, perceives without looking, completes without acting.

The sage never strives for greatness, and can therefore accomplish greatness.

The Sage of Toronto... spent several decades marveling at the numerous freedoms created by a "global village" instantly and effortlessly accessible to all. Villages, unlike towns, have always been ruled by conformism, isolation, petty surveillance, boredom and repetitive malicious gossip about the same families. Which is a precise enough description of the global spectacle's present vulgarity.

The Sage was asked to define good manners? to which he replied, To bear patiently the rude ones.

The sage acts by doing nothing.

The sage does not act and therefore does not fail, does not seize and therefore does not lose.

The sage embraces the one, and is an example to the world.

The sage governs by emptying senses and filling bellies.

The sage never strives for the great, and thereby the great is achieved.

The sage regards things as difficult, and thereby avoids difficulty.

The sage does not hoard. The more he helps others, the more he benefits himself, Having bestowed all he has on others, he has yet more; having given all he has to others, he is richer still.

The sage is not ill, because he sees illness as illness.

The sage is sharp but does not cut, pointed but does not pierce, forthright but does not offend, bright but does not dazzle.

The vast sage desert undulates with almost imperceptible tides like the oceans.

The torch of doubt and chaos, this is what the sage steers by.