We tend to regard ourselves as puppets of the Past, driven along by something that is always behind us.

Nothing is more creative than death, since it has the whole secret of life. It means that the past must be abandoned, that the unknown cannot be avoided, that 'I' cannot continue, and that nothing can be ultimately fixed. When a man knows this, he lives for the first time in his life. By holding his breath, he loses it. By letting go he finds it.

It is obvious that the only interesting people are interested people, and to be completely interested is to have forgotten about "I".

Just as true humor is laughter at oneself, true humanity is knowledge of oneself.

Thought is a means of concealing Truth.

For we have never actually understood the revolutionary sense beneath them – the incredible truth that what religion calls the vision of God is found in giving up any belief in the idea of God.

Naturally, for a person who finds his identity in something other than his full organism is less than half a man. He is cut off from complete participation in nature. Instead of being a body, he 'has' a body. Instead of living and loving he 'has' instincts for survival and copulation.