I have ever been the queerest mixture of weakness and strength, and have paid heavily for the weakness. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
There is a charm in making a stew, to the unaccustomed cook, from the excitement of wondering what the result will be, and whether any flavour save that of onions will survive the competition in the mixture. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
No philosophy, no religion, has ever brought so glad a message to the world as this good news of Atheism. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The Self in you is the same as the Self Universal. Whatever powers are manifested throughout the world, those powers exist in germ, in… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
When we recognise that unity of all living things, then at once arises the question - how can we support this life of ours… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
In morals, theosophy builds its teachings on the unity, seeing in each form the expression of a common life, and therefore the fact that… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
Never yet has a God been defined in terms which were not palpably self-contradictory and absurd; never yet has a God been described so… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
After a study of some forty years and more of the great religions of the world, I find none so perfect, none so scientific,… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The human body is constantly undergoing a process of decay and of reconstruction. First builded into the astral form in the womb of the… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
Sun-worship and pure forms of nature-worship were, in their day, noble religions, highly allegorical but full of profound truth and knowledge. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
A myth is far truer than a history, for a history only gives a story of the shadows, whereas a myth gives a story… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
Every form, not being the whole, must, of necessity, be imperfect; less than the whole, it cannot be identical with the whole, and being… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The divine life is the spirit in everything that exists, from the atom to the archangel; the grain of dust could not be were… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
