When the sage points at the moon, all that the idiot sees is the finger.
Anthony De MelloRead
Happiness is not something you acquire; love is not something you produce; love is not something you have; love is something that has you.
Interpretation
Happiness and love are not possessions; rather, they are states of being that take hold of us.
This quote by Anthony De Mello emphasizes that happiness is not a material possession or something one can acquire through external means, and similarly, love cannot be treated as a commodity that one can produce or own. Instead, both happiness and love are described as profound experiences that envelop us, suggesting that they are intrinsic states that come from within and transform our lives rather than something we can control or manufacture.
In practice
During a wedding speech, one could use this quote to reflect on the nature of love shared between partners.
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.
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.
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.
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.
You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !
If you give up your quiet life, the bow of Cupid will lose its power.
What men call love is a very small, restricted, feeble thing compared with this ineffable orgy, this divine prostitution of the soul giving itself entire, all its poetry and all its charity, to the unexpected as it comes along, to the stranger as he passes.
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
Without constancy there is neither love, friendship, nor virtue in the world.
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