Where does my fist go when I open up my hand? Where does my lap go when I stand up?

The whole process of nature is an integrated process of immense complexity and it is really impossible to tell whether something that happens in it is good or bad. Because you never know what will be the consequences of the misfortune. Or, you never know what will be the consequences of good fortune.

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."

Change is an illusion because we're always at the place where any future can take us.

Parts exist only for purposes of figuring and describing, and as we figure the world out we become confused if we do not remember this all the time.

Wars based on principle are far more destructive... the attacker will not destroy that which he is after.

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