Humanity had to go through egoic madness and then outgrow it.

To love is to recognize yourself in another. The others "otherness" then stands revealed as an illusion pertaining to the purely human realm, the realm of form.

And then there is the universal role of adult. When you play that role, you take yourself and life very seriously. Spontaneity, lightheartedness, and joy are not part of that role.

I never went out and said, "I want to do this." I never do that. I wait for things to come to me, either within or without, and I go along with it.

Unease, anxiety, tension, stress, worry

Neither God nor Being nor any other word can define or explain the ineffable reality behind the word, so the only important question is whether the word is a help or a hindrance in enabling you to experience That toward which it points.

We are destined not to go back to the level of animals that we've come from but to return to being by going beyond thinking.