Quotes About Sage

The popular mythology of creative genius depends on beloved stereotypes of the artist in youth and old age: the misunderstood upstart who forces us to see the world afresh; and the revered sage who shows us depths of insight attainable only through a lifetime of hard-won experience.

Ripen your mind to the glorious history of the ages and revel in your mastery as today's youth shall look upon you as a sage.

Love makes of the wisest man a fool and of the most foolish woman a sage.

You will no longer pick this sage that flavors your whole life.

Do you believe what you're saying? How has Getting On With It been working out for you, then? You expect me to live in the eternal Present, like some Hindoo? Wonderful,— my own Gooroo, ever here with a sage answer. Tell me, then,— what if I can't just lightly let her drop? What if I won't just leave her to the Weather, and Forgetfulness? What if I want to spend, even squander, my precious time trying to make it up to her? Somehow? Do you think anyone can simply let that all go?

But he (Nietzsche) never would be able to realize that he is like ordinary people and he should realize that too. For instance, if he were really a sage, he would say to himself "Go out into the street, go to the little people, be one of them and see how you like it, how much you enjoy being such a small thing. That is yourself." And so he would learn that he was not his own greatness.

With the appearance of this light, the body of Universal Sage Bodhisattva will become as dignified as a mountain of purple gold, so well ordered and refined that it has all the thirty-two characteristics. From

When we think of the past, we forget the fools and remember the sage. We reverse the process for our own time.

Si esprimeva con un tono di tale superiorità che mi tornò in mente l'opinione del maestro Juan Ribero, secondo il quale la vanagloria è prerogativa degli ignoranti; il saggio è umile perché sa di sapere poco.

If the life and death of Socrates were those of a sage, the life and death of Jesus were those of a God.

For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.

Nothing is harder to see into thanpeoples nature. The sage looks at subtle phenomena and listens tosmall voices. This harmonizes the outside with the inside and the inside with the outside.

On the metaphysical front, the burning of sage is unsucessful. House reeks of doom, and now sage too.

Bhagavad Gita, "The Song Of God." It is a philosophical dialogue, written by some illumined sage of the time (and attributed to the legendary sage, Vyasa), which offers the most comprehensive and definitive expression of the Samkhya philosophy ever written.

Humor is an important quality that makes one cheerful in all walks of life. To cultivate this quality is very important. When the poison was given to Socrates, he was very humorous and made a few jokes. When the cup of hemlock was given to him he said, "Can I share a bit of it with the gods?" Then he smiled and said, "Poison has no power to kill a sage, for a sage lives in reality, and reality is eternal." He smiled and took the poison.

Where the whole world is awake, the sage sleeps.

so even though all the senses bring in sensations from nature, the ocean-like heart of the sage knows no disturbance, knows no fear

The sage is not sorry for those that are living nor for those that die" (note 4). [Krishna says:]

In your hearts His name be graven, Sorrows from your soul erase And make your hearts a joyous haven. The Guru's word has the sage's wisdom, The Guru's word is full of learning, For though it be the Guru's word God Himself speaks therein.

In ancient times, women who had ceased their monthly flow were believed to hold their life-giving powers within themselves, like the dark moon. They were thought to be creating something powerful with their retained womb blood—pregnant with wisdom instead of new life. Valued and honored in their communities, these sage women had skills and powers no younger woman could possess. Like Hekate, they were crones, crowned

Taos is] a high, wise, sage-covered plain. In the evening, with the sun at your back, it looks like an ocean, like water. The color up there is different . . . the blue-green of the sage and mountains, the wildflowers in bloom. It's a different kind of color from any I'd ever seen---there's nothing like that in north Texas or even in Colorado. And it's not just the color that attracted me either The world is so wide up there, so big.

Here Sally's hooves crushed the herbs underfoot and the warm air became redolent with the scent of sage and thyme.

This is the gist of what I know: Give advice and buy a foe.

The small man builds cages for everyone he knows While the sage, who has to duck his head when the moon is low, Keeps dropping keys all night long For the beautiful rowdy prisoners.