When the sage points at the moon, all that the idiot sees is the finger.
Anthony De MelloRead
The genius of a composer is found in the notes of his music; but analyzing the notes will not reveal his genius. The poet's greatness is contained in his words; yet the study of his words will not disclose his inspiration. God reveals himself in creation; but scrutinize creation as minutely as you wish, you will not find God, any more than you will find the soul through careful examination of your body.
Interpretation
True greatness and inspiration cannot be fully understood through analysis alone.
This quote by Anthony De Mello emphasizes that the essence of genius, whether in music, poetry, or creation, transcends mere analysis of its components. It suggests that understanding the deeper layers of inspiration and divinity requires a holistic perspective rather than a strict examination of individual elements, as true meaning lies beyond the tangible and analytical.
In practice
In a lecture about creativity, you might say, 'As Anthony De Mello points out, the genius of a composer cannot be fully understood through just analyzing the notes.'
When the sage points at the moon, all that the idiot sees is the finger.
Perfect love casts out fear. Where there is love there are no demands, no expectations, no dependency. I do not demand that you make me happy; my happiness does not lie in you. If you were to leave me, I will not feel sorry for myself; I enjoy your company immensely, but I do not cling.
The master never seemed to have his fill of gazing at his firstborn child. "What do you want him to be when he grows up?" someone asked. "Outrageously happy," said the master.
What is a loving heart? A loving heart is sensitive to the whole of life, to all persons; a loving heart doesn't harden itself to any persons or things.
Problems only exist in the human mind.
Those who make no mistakes are making the biggest mistakes of all - they are attempting nothing new.
You cannot shake hands with a clenched fist.
History is various and sinuous and no essential part of the human spirit is ever wholly absent from it.
Oh thrice fools are we who like new-born princes weeping in the cradle know not that there is a kingdom before them then let our Lord's sweet hand square us and hammer us and strike off the knots of pride self-love and world-worship and infidelity that He may make us stones and pillars in His Father's house.
Not our Logical, Mensurative faculty, but our Imaginative one is King over us; I might say, Priest and Prophet to lead us heavenward; or Magician and Wizard to lead us hellward.
We experience the grace of an infinite God, but grace is not infinite.
My memories of Kabul are vastly different than the way it is when I go there now. My memories are of the final years before everything changed. When I grew up in Kabul, it couldn't be mistaken for Beirut or Tehran, as it was still in a country that's essentially religious and conservative, but it was suprisingly progressive and liberal.
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