The only bad meditation is when you don't meditate.

The stars in the sky last for billions of years. That's nothing to the mind, nothing. It's an instant, a millisecond. The mind shines radiantly forever. But we don't see the shine because of the clutter.

The process is not simply of constructing a new tonal from scratch, but reordering the one you have.

Meditation essentially means having a great time.

The world you experience, every day and night of your life, is transient. They only last for the blink of an eye, and then they dissolve back into that unknowable and formless eternity.

While I am writing about the details of my own intimate encounters and journeys in America and the Far East.

Grammar has qualities, shapes and forms.