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Walking the Path of Compassion

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Amit Ray
Amit Ray

Amit Ray, born on August 12, 1960, is a renowned author whose works span a wide range of topics, including philosophy, personal growth, and self-development. Ray's writing style is highly appreciated by readers, and his books have achieved high sales worldwide. more

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“If the fire in your heart is strong enough, it will burn away any obstacles that come your way.”

“But what offering can I consecrate to you, oh Master? - You, who have bestowed hearing upon all creatures? - My memory of one spring day, In the evening, in Russia, - a stallion ... Running alone from the hamlet across to us The pale horse, a tethering-peg dangling from his fetlock, To spend a night solitary in the meadow; How he shook his tangled mane, Tossed in time to his haughty step, Despite his clumsily impeded gallop. How the fountains leapt up of his charger’s blood! He intuited the vastnesses and, oh from that He sang! He heard! - yes, your cycle of legends Was embraced within him. His image: that I offer.”

“Kama miaka 1000 ya duniani ni sawa na siku moja ya Mungu; hivyo basi, miaka 930 aliyoishi Adamu ni sawa na siku 0.93 au saa 22:32 za Mungu. Kwa hiyo, ili siku ya Mungu itimie Adamu alipaswa kuishi miaka 70 (siku 0.07 au saa 1:68) zaidi! Ukiidadavua saa 1:68 unapata saa 2:08. Kulingana na muda wa mbinguni tunapaswa kuishi kwa muda wa saa 2:08! Muda huo ni mfupi sana.”

“Because there were times when one found themselves in perfect harmony with another being. Like after one had taken a risk, faced their biggest fear, and found themselves blinking in the dust as a wall crumbled before of them. Like making love to the love of one’s life, followed by the perfect evening of constellation watching. And he finally understood, despite all the constellations placed in the sky as warning, why all those Greek maidens gave it up in the end. It was because all the pain endured was nothing compared to what love was worth. Love was the beginning of everything.”

“Chloe, wake up. I really, really, really need to pee.” I moan and sink deeper into Jorge’s arms, pulling my hand back. “Chloe, wake up. I’m dying here. I have to pee.” Ugh, why won’t that voice go away? I crack my eyes open and see Ringo by the bed prancing around doing the doggy version of a potty dance. Ringo starts prancing toward the bedroom door. “Thank goodness. I’ve got to go.”