I get irritated, I get upset. Especially when I'm in a hurry. But I see it all as part of our training. To get irritated is to lose our way in life.

Life is like a box of cookies.

There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared I can only think about myself. I become really self-centered, and without meaning to, I hurt people. So I’m not such a wonderful human being.

..finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without meaning.

The honour of physical decline is waiting, and you have to get used to that reality.

Is action merely the incidental product of thought, or is thought the consequential product of action?

Nothing in the real world is as beautiful as the illusions of a person about to lose consciousness.