What was born must die. Only the unborn is deathless. Find what is it that never sleeps and never wakes, and whose pale reflection is our sense of 'I'.
Monday, September 14, 2015
... being sincerely sorry
Q: How does one shape one's character? M: By seeing it as it is, and being sincerely sorry.
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