Мне очень понравилась эта книга, некоторые мысли стали ярким подтверждением моих собственных идей, а на некоторые вещи я посмотрела под другим углом. Я уверена, что еще несколько раз буду её перечитывать, а здесь хочу сохранить те мысли и слова, которые отозвались во мне сейчас.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of to-morrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the Archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
You give but little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.
And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism.
It is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding.
All you have shall some day be given;
Therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors’.
… or in truth it is life that gives unto life-while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.
eating and drinking
But since you must kill to eat, and rob the newly born of its mother’s milk to quench your thirst, let it then be an act of worship,
Work is love made visible.
joy and sorrow
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
… they are inseparable.
Have you peace, the quiet urge that reveals your power?
Have you remembrances, the glimmering arches that span the summits of the mind?
Have you beauty, that leads the heart from things fashioned of wood and stone to the holy mountain?
Tell me, have you these in your houses?
Or have you only comfort, and the lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master?
buying and selling
To you the earth yields her fruit, and you shall not want if you but know how to fill your hands.
You delight in laying down laws,
Yet you delight more in breaking them.
Like children playing by the ocean who build sand-towers with constancy and then destroy them with laughter.
But while you build your sand-towers the ocean brings more sand to the shore,
And when you destroy them the ocean laughs with you.
And if it is a despot you would dethrone, see first that his throne erected within you is destroyed.
For how can a tyrant rule the free and the proud, but for a tyranny in their own freedom and a shame in their own pride?
reason and passion
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
let it direct your passion with reason
… you too should rest in reason and move in passion.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Your friend is your needs answered.
when you part from your friend, you grieve not;
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered. For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.
good and evil
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
But you who are born of the mountains and the forests and the seas can find their prayer in your heart.
It is the blossoming of your desires,
But it is not their fruit.
… All these things have you said of beauty,
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.