It is hard indeed to notice anything for which the languages available to us have no description.

Everything in the world is gloriously meaningless.

Nirvana is where you are, provided you don't object to it.

What would you do if money was no object?

At times almost all of us envy the animals. They suffer and die, but do not seem to make a "problem" of it.

To put is still more plainly: the desire for security and the feeling of insecurity are the same thing. To hold your breath is to lose your breath. A society based on the quest for security is nothing but a breath-retention contest in which everyone is as taut as a drum and as purple as a beet.

If you love a person, you say to that person, "Look, I love you, whatever that may be. I've seen quite a bit of it and I know there's lots that I haven't seen, but still it's you and I want you to be what you want to be. And I won't be happy if I've got you in a cage. You'd be a bird without song."