The greatest poverty of all...
is the absence of love.
The man who has not developed the capacity to love lives in a private hell of his own. A man who is filled with love is in heaven.
You can look at man as a wonderful and unique plant. A plant that is capable of producing both nectar and poison. If a man lives by hate, he reaps a harvest of poison. If he lives by love, he gathers blossoms laden with nectar.
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If I mold my life...
and live it with the well-being of all men in mind...
that is love.
Love results from the awareness...
that you are not separate, not different from anything else in existence.
I am in you. You are in me.
This love is religious.
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The doors of love only open...
for the person who is prepared to let his ego go.
To surrender one's ego for someone else is love.
To surrender one's ego for all is divine love.
~osho~
the long the short...
(1967?) - ch.6
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