Better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed free, than sleep in a comfortable bed unfree.
Pain or love or danger makes you real again.
Rocks are space, and space is illusion.
It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.
The silence was an intense roar.
The more ups and downs, the more joy I feel. The greater the fear, the greater the happiness I feel.