For every traveller who has any taste of his own, the only useful guidebook will be the one which he himself has written.

Sunsets and death; death and therefore kisses, kisses and consequently birth and then death for yet another generation of sunset watchers.

To make this trivial world sublime, take half a gram of phanerothyme.

Your true traveller finds boredom rather agreeable than painful. It is the symbol of his liberty - his excessive freedom. He accepts his boredom, when it comes, not merely philosophically, but almost with pleasure.

Eating, drinking, dying - three primary manifestations of the universal and impersonal life. Animals live that impersonal and universal life without knowing its nature. Ordinary people know its nature but don't live it and, if they think seriously about it, refuse to accept it. An enlightened person knows it, lives it, and accepts it completely. He eats, he drinks, and in due course he dies - but he eats with a difference, drinks with a difference, dies with a difference.

It isn't a matter of forgetting. What one has to learn is how to remember and yet be free of the past.

Sons have always a rebellious wish to be disillusioned by that which charmed their fathers.