self

Was it someone else? Was it not you yourself?

When you abide in the I you're abiding in the ego. The I is really the
ego, the small I. It turns into the Self eventually.

Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.

If a fish is born in your aquarium and you call him John, write out a birth certificate, tell him about his family history, and in two minutes he gets eaten by another fish -- that's tragic. But it's only tragic because you projected a separate self where there was none. You got hold of a fraction of dynamic process, a molecular dance, and a separate entity out of it.

Molly 2004: The boundary of myself is seeming less and less clear.

Ray: Well, just wait until we're predominantly nonbiological. Then we'll be able to merge our thoughts and thinking at will, so finding boundaries will be even more difficult.

Molly 2004: That actually sounds kind of appealing, You know, some Buddhist philosophies emphasize the extent to which there is inherently no boundary at all between us.

Ray: Sounds like they're talking about the Singularity

Knowing oneself is not so much a question of discovering what is present in one's self, but rather the creation of who one wants to be.

I keep calling it the I-thought. It's a thought. There is no I. This
gives you a clue.

The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may not be going to prove one's self a fool; the truest heroism is to resist the doubt; and the profoundest wisdom to know when it ought to be resisted, and when to be obeyed.

What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart!  What jailor so inexorable as one's self!

Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the Universe loves nothing so much as to change the things which are, and to make new things like them.