From Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead, a translation of texts by Normandi Ellis, with these gems that leap from the page:
“My body is but wax and wick for flame. When the candle burns out, the light shines elsewhere.”
“My body is but wax and wick for flame. When the candle burns out, the light shines elsewhere.”
“Not a perfect soul, I am perfecting. Not a human being, I am a human becoming.”
“Name yourself in your heart and know who you are.”
“In the beat of a heart, the suck of a breath, you are the universe.”
“In my heart are the deeds my body has done and my heart has been weighed in the balance.”
“Mine is a heart of carnelian, crimson as murder on a holy day.”
And a section of 21 rather deadly apres-vie "ladies of the ether." They deserve one's respect, yes, ma'am!
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