The first pages of memory are like the old family Bible. The first leaves are wholly faded and somewhat soiled with handling. But, when we turn further, and come to the chapters where Adam and Eve were banished from Paradise, then, all begins to grow clear and legible. Max Muller adambanishbegin share on social
I was shortly again at the castle, and the Princess gave me her hand to kiss and then brought her children, the young princes and princesses, and we played together, as if we had known each other for years. Max Muller bringcastlechild share on social
How mankind defers from day to day the best it can do, and the most beautiful things it can enjoy, without thinking that every day may be the last one, and that lost time is lost eternity! Max Muller beautifuldaydefer Change image and share on social
Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust? Max Muller butterflychrysalisdust Change image and share on social
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love. Max Muller blossomflowerlive Change image and share on social
It smote me to the heart that I had found no one in all the world who loved me more than all others. Max Muller findheartlove Change image and share on social
Whoever knows it also knows that in love there is no More and no Less; but that he who loves can only love with the whole heart, and with the whole soul; with all his strength and with all his will. Max Muller heartlovesoul Change image and share on social
What is emitted from the divine, though it be only like the reflection from the fire, still has the divine reality in itself, and one might almost ask what were the fire without glow, the sun without light, or the Creator without the creature? Max Muller creatorcreaturedivine share on social
I was so astonished that another had penetrated so deeply into the secrets of my soul, and that he knew what I did not know myself, that when I recovered from it he had already been long upon the street. Max Muller astonishdeeplyknow share on social
I spend my happiest hours in reading Vedantic books. They are to me like the light of the morning, like the pure air of the mountains - so simple, so true, if once understood. Max Muller airbookhappy Change image and share on social
