The beauty of the unconscious is that it knows a great deal, whether personal or collective, but it always knows that it does not know, cannot say, dares not try to prove or assert too strongly, because what it does know is that there is always more - and all words will fall short. The contemplative is precisely the person who agrees to live in that unique kind of brightness (a combination of light and dark that is brighter still). The paradox, of course, is that it does not feel like brightness at all, but what John of the Cross calls a “luminous darkness,” or others call “learned ignorance.”
You cannot grow in the great art form, the integration of action and contemplation, without (1) a strong tolerance for ambiguity, (2) an ability to allow, forgive, and contain a certain degree of anxiety, and (3) a willingness to not know and not even need to know. This is how you allow and encounter mystery. All else is mere religion.
— Richard Rohr /v. whiskey river
Everything is connected together. The sun, the moon and the stars they affect each other; The tides, the animals and all, and, human beings are connected too; Whatever effect happens; little minute things; a hundred years; a thousand years from now is gonna affect you;
Everything is connected together. We all connected together. So, what i am trying to say in essence: we have to learn to live together; we have to learn to love each other; trust each other; work with each other; and this is the only way we’re gonna rise above all this little stuff thats going on underneath here.
— Adam Freeland & Josh Wink & Tom Middleton /v. Adam Freeland & Josh Wink & Tom Middleton - Rise Above
Faith, in its broadest sense, is about far more than belief in the existence of God or the disregard of scientific evidence. Faith is the willingness to give ourselves over, at times, to things we do not fully understand. Faith is the belief in things larger than ourselves. Faith is the ability to honor stillness at some moments and at others to ride the passion and exuberance that is the artistic impulse, the flight of the imagination, the full engagement with this strange and shimmering world.
— Alan Lightman /v. whiskey river
Written over the gate here are the words ‘Leave every hope behind, ye who enter.’ Only think what a relief that is! For what is hope? A form of moral responsibility. Here there is no hope, and consequently no duty, no work, nothing to be gained by praying, nothing to be lost by doing what you like. Hell, in short, is a place where you have nothing to do but amuse yourself
— George Bernard Shaw /v. whiskey river
Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody - no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.
— Neil Gaiman /v. whiskey river