One cannot long remain so absorbed in contemplation of emptiness without being increasingly attracted to it. In vain one bestows on it the name of infinity; this does not change its nature. When one feels such pleasure in non-existence, one's inclination can be completely satisfied only by completely ceasing to exist.
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The world is in your hands, now use it.
The world is in your hands, now use it.
What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to read more
Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to feast upon shadows in the prevailing famine of substance.
The world is not comprehensible, but it is embraceable: through the embracing of one of its beings.
The world is not comprehensible, but it is embraceable: through the embracing of one of its beings.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false.
I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar read more
I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar and just be. It's wonderful to have someone like that around, you always feel you can count on them. You can go away and come back, you can change your mind and your hairdo and your politics, and when you get through doing all these upsetting things, you look around and there they are, just the way they were, just being.
Time goes, you say? Ah, no! Alas, Time stays, we go.
Time goes, you say? Ah, no! Alas, Time stays, we go.
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.
Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.
