Let nature do the freezing and frightening and isolating in this world. let men work and love and fight it off.

It's all too much and not enough at the same time.

You can't teach the old maestro a new tune.

A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.

If you own a rug you own too much.

What's your road, man? - holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?

I wished I could explain it to those I loved, my mother, to Japhy, but there just weren't any words to describe the nothingness and purity of it. "Is there a certain and definite teaching to be given to all living creatures?" was the question probably asked to beetle browed snowy Dipankara, and his answer was the roaring silence of the diamond.