The Self (n.) is a spoke, not the hub, and prayer is the shift from self-consciousness to self-surrender.
The Self (n.) has become a place young people flee, and drugs are their search for a home.
The Self (n.) is a thick screen we set up between God and ourselves.
The Self (n.) is a spoke, not the hub, and prayer moves the center from self-consciousness to self-surrender.
The Self (n.) pulls against our aims; ignore the strain and you live in a fool's paradise, despair of it and you live in the cynic's hell.
The Self (n.) is a child that grows up only by caring for what is not itself; it finds no joy inside its own walls.
The Self (n.) is purified by forgetting it and attending to the work.
The Self (n.) is the lord we know least; the closer we probe, the less we know what we thought we knew.
The Self (n.) turns away from the very mind that tries to study it.
The Self (n.) can be told apart from others only at its branches; at the roots it is shared.
The Self (n.) is a burning bush: always aflame, never used up.
The Self (n.) is on loan: its very essence belongs to someone else.
The Self (n.) we feel as subject is, in God's sight, an object.
The Self (n.) is one spoke of the wheel, never its axle.