...the whole universe is through and through the playing of love in every shade of the word's use, from animal lust to divine charity.

Playing a violin is, after all, only scraping a cat's entrails with horsehair.

Everyone has love, but it can only come out when he is convinced of the impossibility and the frustration of trying to love himself.

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

Anxiety is the fear that one of a pair of opposites might cancel the other. Forever.

Where-so-ever beings exist throughout all galaxies, it doesn't make any difference - you are all of them....and when they come into being, that's you coming into being.

And although our bodies are bounded with skin, and we can differentiate between outside and inside, they cannot exist except in a certain kind of natural environment.