I have frequently seen people become neurotic when they content themselves with inadequate or wrong answers to the questions of life.

A special ability means a heavy expenditure of energy in a particular direction, with a consequent drain from some other side of life.

Fortunately, in her kindness and patience, Nature has never put the fatal question as to the meaning of their lives into the mouths of most people. And where no one asks, no one needs to answer.

We cannot imagine events that are connected non-causally and are capable of a non-causal explanation. But that does not mean that such events do not exist.

Life calls not for perfection, but for completeness.

I have no theory about dreams. I do not know how dreams arise. On the other hand, I know that if we meditate on a dream sufficiently long and thoroughly – if we take the boat with us and turn it over and over – something almost always comes out of it.

Special knowledge is a terrible disadvantage.