But my dear man, reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.

Just as true humor is laughter at oneself, true humanity is knowledge of oneself.

Inability to accept the mystic experience is more than an intellectual handicap.

You will begin to realize that if you contemplate long enough on the leaf of the flower, that it involves the whole universe.

For there is never anything but the present, and if one cannot live there, one cannot live anywhere.

What I am really saying is that you don’t need to do anything, because if you see yourself in the correct way, you are all as much extraordinary phenomenon of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of fire, the arrangement of the stars, and the form of a galaxy. You are all just like that, and there is nothing wrong with you at all.

Stop measuring days by degree of productivity and start experiencing them by degree of presence.