Art is contemplation of the world in a state of grace and imaginatively reflecting that subjective understanding.

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.

The truth has a million faces, but there is only one truth.

There is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.

Every sin already carries grace within in, all small children are potential old men, all sucklings have death within them, all dying people - eternal life. The Buddha exists in the robber and dice player; the robber exists in the Brahmin.

God does not send us despair in order to kill us; he sends it in order to awaken us to new life.

Those who are too lazy and comfortable to think for themselves and be their own judges obey the laws. Others sense their own laws within them.