Wisdom Quote by Abhijit Naskar — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Truth manifests, when you realize within your heart that you are the truth. There is no ultimate objective truth that the humans as a toddling species in the suburbs of one among billions of galaxies, should be concerned of with its ridiculously limited faculties of comprehension. What matters at the present, is the truth that we radiate in our actions both internally and externally.”

“I have no philosophy of life, I only have life.”

“Start small and keep going.”

“Things that matter can never be stolen, things that can be stolen, never truly matter.”

“Naskarnomics (Sonnet 2641)”

“There is life in walking, but death in running.”

“Silence is the universal refuge, the sequel to all dull discourses and all foolish acts, a balm to our every chagrin, as welcome after satiety as after disappointment; that background which the painter may not daub, be he master or bungler, and which, however awkward a figure we may have made in the foreground, remains ever our inviolable asylum, where no indignity can assail, no personality can disturb us.”

“I mean, reality sucks. The world is a cancer, and shits so bad it’s scary. Everything’s filthy. But you know what? One day, it’s not going to be here. So be glad you know what life is. You’re alive. Live.”

“There is no one way to salvation, whatever the manner in which a man may proceed. All forms and variations are governed by the eternal intelligence of the Universe that enables a man to approach perfection. It may be in the arts of music and painting or it may be in commerce, law, or medicine. It may be in the study of war or the study of peace. Each is as important as any other. Spiritual enlightenment through religious meditation such as Zen or in any other way is as viable and functional as any "Way."... A person should study as they see fit.”

“No man is poor who has a Godly mother.”

“But the character of the music emphasized the tale as allegory--humorous, poignant, humane allegory--disclosing the metamorphosis of life itself, in which man moves from confident inexperience through the bitterness of experience, toward the rueful wisdom of self-knowledge.”