You can't drop concepts. You can only shine a little flashlight on them as you do inquiry, an you see that what you thought was true wasn't. And when the truth is seen, there's nothing you can do to make the lie true for you again.

My mother became a believer, and then I became a believer. But when I was 43 years old, I began to think for myself, somehow, by fluke and by grace. And I thought, "Oh, my. I was so mistaken." The world isn't what I believed it to be. I am not what I believed me to be, and neither is anyone.

Without an uninvestigated story, there's only the perfection of life appearing as itself. You can always go inside and find the beauty that's revealed after the pain and fear are understood.

I would go out into the desert. The desert was my teacher. I didn't know about gurus and wise people-I wasn't a reader.

I can find only three kinds of business in the Universe: mine, yours, and God's.

I came to see that the world is always as it should be, whether I opposed it or not.

Some of us are returning to sanity, because we're tired of the pain. We're in a hurry. No time to mess around.