We see what we believe rather than what we see.

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

What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself.

Different Chinese philosophers, writing probably in 5-4 centuries B.C., presented some major ideas and a way of life that are nowadays known under the name of Taoism, the way of correspondence between man and the tendency or the course of natural world.

Meditation is the way in which we come to feel our basic inseparability from the whole universe, and what that requires is that we shut up.

The soul is something which contains the body. The body doesn't contain the soul. The soul, if we put it into modern language, is the entire complex of relationships in whose context this organism exists.

For the world is an ever-elusive and ever-disappointing mirage only from the standpoint of someone standing aside from it—as if it were quite other than himself—and then trying to grasp it. But a third response is possible. Not withdrawal, not stewardship on the hypothesis of a future reward, but the fullest collaboration with the world as a harmonious system of contained conflicts—based on the realization that the only real "I" is the whole endless process.