No one's mouth is big enough to utter the whole thing.

One is a great deal less anxious if one feels perfectly free to be anxious, and the same may be said of guilt.

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

Better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing than a long life spent in a miserable way.

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

It seems to be the special peculiarity of human beings that they reflect: they think about thinking and know that they know. This, like other feedback systems, may lead to vicious circles and confusions if improperly managed, but self-awareness makes human experience resonant. It imparts that simultaneous "echo" to all that we think and feel as the box of a violin reverberates with the sound of the strings. It gives depth and volume to what would otherwise be shallow and flat.

The world is filled with love-play, from animal lust to sublime compassion.