The Warrior Of The Light Is A Believer; Because He Believes That His Thoughts Can Change His Life, His
The warrior of the light is a believer; because he believes that his thoughts can change his life, his life begins to change. For me, this was a book full of proverbs, words of encouragement and wisdom, filled with so much realization on life. As you go along reading each page, you would realize that you can relate to what the author is sharing to us, that in each one of us there is a warrior of light, hiding beneath our folds of fear and doubts. We are a Warrior of Light, whether we believe in it at first or not, because we are servants of the longingness to find our dreams, to conquer our fears and live life with pure contentment. A Warrior of Light is not perfect, and more than we could imagine, have more flaws than what eyes can perceive;but a Warrior of Light is not afraid to admit his mistakes and go through about his chosen path with the hope that he will soon find his way to his Personal Legend. He believes that no one can fulfill his destiny but he alone; and that without God, he is nothing but a mere dust on the face of the Earth. This book is not only a book of inspirational quotations but a book reflecting our own personal endeavors and feelings; it's a mirror of our ownselves, seeing through it that we are capable.
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Don’t seek, don’t search, don’t ask, don’t knock, don’t demand—relax. If you relax, it comes. If you relax, it is there. If you relax, you start vibrating with it.
Osho
I now know only too well that there is nothing in the world more hateful to a person than walking the path that leads to himself!
Herman Hesse, Demian
As with men, it has always seemed to me that books have their own peculiar destinies. They go towards the people who are waiting for them and reach them at the right moment. They are made of living material and continue to cast light through the darkness long after the death of their authors
Miguel Serrano, C.G. Jung and Hermann Hesse: A Book of Two Friendships
Absence, the highest form of presence.
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