Guard against idols -- yes, guard against all idols, of which surely the greatest is oneself.

Work cannot convey the almost voluptuous sweetness of the feelings experienced ... in solitude.

The unsuspected is the daily fare of the traveler in Thibet.

"To fashion stars out of dog dung, that is the Great Work. To take a negative experience and, by comparing it to something worse, make it feel good, is the great skill."

All things are aggregations of atoms that dance & by their movement produce sound. When the rhythm of the dance changes, the sound it produces also changes... Each atom perpetually sings its song, and the sound at every moment creates dense subtle forms.

One must be very strong, or very stupid, or completely exhausted to face life with indifference.

Neglecting small things under the pretext of wanting to accomplish large ones is the excuse of a coward.