“The seeming paradoxes of beauty and truth collide and individuality emerges from the debris. We spend our lifetimes dusting it down.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“I sit still and prepare for the Great Unravelling, but instead find further knots.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“From whence cometh the pounding of desire if not from the depths of loneliness?” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“Tis silence out of which all things arise and to silence all shall return.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“For the length of time it takes to write a book, you need to believe that you’re the only writer in existence; the only… — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“I ache for silence - to step back into that stillness which birthed us all. To dissolve into No-thingness and discover what remains.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“I dip my toe into the ocean of Joy and quickly withdraw it, afraid of the sea creatures of the mind.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“Stillness speaks not with mouth and tongue, but with the essential roar of Eternity itself.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“The seeming paradoxes of beauty and truth collide and individuality emerges from the debris. We spend our lifetimes dusting it down.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“Send me a message of hope from the core of Beingness. Better make it loud and bright so that it may be noticed by… — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“I am ripe. Ripe enough to hear your Truth. But shout it for one ear remains deaf.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“The Source is plain for all to see, but not with the eyes of the mind, for they are blinded to Truth.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
“Lay still the business of the mind. Let its workers put down their tools and turn to face the glory of the midday Sun.” — Martin Cosgrove Copy Share Image
