I can write no more. All that I have written seems like straw.
Wherever there is a suitable environment for the fulfilment of Life, it will fulfil itself.
Why are we such tortured human beings, with tears in our eyes and false laughter on our lips? If you could walk alone among those hills or in the woods or along the long, white, bleached sands, in that solitude you would know what meditation is. The ecstasy of solitude comes when you are not frightened to be alone no longer belonging to the world or attached to anything. Then, like that dawn that came up this morning, it comes silently, and makes a golden path in the very stillness, which was at the beginning, which is now, and which will be always there.
The description is not the described; I can describe the mountain, but the description is not the mountain, and if you are caught up in the description, as most people are, then you will never see the mountain
If we want to change existing conditions, we must first transform ourselves, which means that we must become aware of our own actions, thoughts and feelings in everyday life.
There is hope in people, not in society, not in systems, but in you and me.
If we can really understand the problem, the answer will come out of it, because the answer is not separate from the problem.
You can change your attachment from this to that, but you will be in misery. Attachment creates misery.
Cats regard people as warm-blooded furniture.
Though the principles of the banking trade may appear somewhat abstruse, the practice is capable of being reduced to strict rules. To depart upon any occasion from those rules, is consequence of some flattering speculation of extraordinary gain, is almost always extremely dangerous, and frequently fatal to the banking company which attempts it.
It has been more profitable for us to bind together in the wrong direction than to be alone in the right one.