There is always something taboo, something repressed, unadmitted, or just glimpsed quickly out of the corner of one's eye because a direct look is too unsettling. Taboos lie within taboos, like the skin of an onion.

In reality there are no separate events. Life moves along like water, it's all connected to the source of the river is connected to the mouth and the ocean.

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

If you are ready to wake up, you are going to wake up. If you're not you are going to stay pretending that you are just a poor little me.

There is a peculiar contradiction in trying to be a member of a republic while believing that the universe is a monarchy.

Everyone has love, but it can only come out when he is convinced of the impossibility and the frustration of trying to love himself.

Think about a piece of music - some great symphony - we don't expect it to get better as it develops, or that its whole purpose is to reach the final crescendo. The joy is found in listening to the music in each moment.