Our normal sense of the person as a lonely island of consciousness, is a dramatic illusion based on theological imagery.

If you study the writings of the mystics, you will always find things in them that appear to be paradoxes, as in Zen, particularly.

We tend to regard ourselves as puppets of the Past, driven along by something that is always behind us.

Make a spurious division of one process into two, forget that you have done it, and then puzzle for centuries as to how the two get together.

But the attitude of faith is to let go, and become open to truth, whatever it might turn out to be.

As the fish doesn't know water, people are ignorant of space. Consciousness is concerned only with changing and varying details; it ignores constants-especially constant backgrounds. Thus only very exceptional people are aware of what is basic to everything.

The past and the future are abstractions without any concrete reality.