Love can only be known apophatically, that is, in terms of what it isn’t. Thus, love is not romance, not loyalty, not emotion, not anything we can say, point to, or believe in. Herein the humility of love. We don’t know what it is.
The word ‘ignorance’ comes from the Latin for not knowing. We think we’re wise when we know, stupid when we don’t. But the reverse is true. True knowing is spontaneous, not stored up.
Intelligence has no distinguishing characteristics. Ignorance is loaded with them.
The product of a quiet mind is a well-ordered life. Sanity is quiet.
That which is most true and real appears on our doorstep uninvited.
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