It ain't whatcha write, it's the way atcha write it.
If you own a rug you own too much.
Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken.
Ah, if I could realize, if I could forget myself and devote my meditations to the freeing, the awakening and the blessedness of all living creatures everywhere I'd realize what there is, is ecstasy.
It's only through form that we can realize emptiness
Vanity of vanitiesโฆ all is vanity.โ You kill yourself to get to the grave. Especially you kill yourself to get to the grave before you die; and the name of the grave is โsuccessโ, the name of that grave is hullabullo boom boom horseshit.