The police have enough work to keep them busy regulating automobile traffic, preventing robberies and crimes of violence and helping lost children and little old ladies find their way home. As long as the police confine themselves to such activities they are respected friends of the public. But as soon as they begin inquiring into people's private morals, they become nothing more than armed clergymen.

A paradox is only a truth standing on its head to attract attention.

You are the universe experiencing itself.

To resist change, to try to cling to life, is therefore like holding your breath: if you persist you kill yourself.

The power of memories and expectations is such that for most human beings, the past and the future are not as real, but rather more real than the present.

You can't figure out the Universe, especially if you're using figures to figure it.

There is only this now. It does not come from anywhere; it is not going anywhere. It is not permanent, but it is not impermanent. Though moving, it is always still. When we try to catch it, it seems to run away, and yet it is always here and there is no escape from it. And when we turn around to find the self which knows this moment, we find that it has vanished like the past.