puzzle

Nothing whets the intelligence more than a passionate suspicion, nothing develops all the faculties of an immature mind more than a trail running away into the dark.

People lose their powers (siddhi) by nagging; therefore know __s it is_. Know all these relations as being worldly (laukik, of the non-Self), and do not believe them to be beyond-worldly relations (alaukik, of the Self). Discover that something whereby you experience peace amidst the puzzle. This discovery is indeed within you.

The world is the puzzle, itself. The one who solves this __uzzle_ attains the degree of Parmatma [the Absolute Supreme Self].

When the servants break the cups and saucers, a __uzzle_ arises within. Who really breaks the cups and saucers? Who runs this world? One does not know that and inbetween, the __uest_ (of this world) does worries.

The worldly life means a puzzle of __rong beliefs_.

It starts off like climbing a tree or solving a puzzle - poetry, if nothing else, is just fun to write. But deeper into each and every piece, you no longer hesitate to call it work. It's passion. A poet's sense of lyrical accomplishment is then his food and water, his means of survival.

If the pieces do not fit into your puzzle...Try a different picture

I am a puzzle and a conundrum and a thunderstorm.

In the end, he had to admit, he didn't really understand her. He didn't understand women. He didn't understand men. He didn't even understand children very well. All he really understood, he thought, was himself and the rest of the universe. Neither anything like completely, of course, but both well enough to know that what remained to be discovered would make sense; it would fit in, it could all be gradually and patiently fitted together a bit at a time, like an infinite jigsaw puzzle, with no straight edges to look for and no end in sight, but one in which there was always going to be somewhere for absolutely any piece to fit.

A woman is human.She is not better, wiser, stronger, more intelligent, more creative, or more responsible than a man.Likewise, she is never less.Equality is a given.A woman is human.

Puzzles_ are bound to arise for everyone, but how does the puzzle get solved, that much science if people get to know, it is more than enough.

The world's a puzzle; no need to make sense out of it." - Socrates

When I was 10, I was hit by a car, which turned my right tibia into a jigsaw puzzle.

I can't live without my smartphone, but I really geek on coding. It's not so much technology that I like, but puzzle solving.

The art of simplicity is a puzzle of complexity.

I wanna make a jigsaw puzzle that's 40,000 pieces. And when you finish it, it says 'go outside.'

When I studied graphic design, I learned a valuable lesson: There's no perfect answer to the puzzle, and creativity is a renewable resource.

For many years, it seemed as if nothing changed in Norway. You could leave the country for three months, travel the world, through coups d'etat, assassinations, famines, massacres and tsunamis, and come home to find that the only new thing in the newspapers was the crossword puzzle.