Intelligence comes into being when the mind, the heart and the body are really harmonious.

To meditate is to observe yourself, for you are totally responsible for your body, mind, thought.

Only in relationship can you know yourself, not in abstraction, and certainly not in isolation.

What sex gives you momentarily is the total abandonment of yourself, then you are back again with your turmoil, so you want a repetition over and over again of that state in which there is no worry, no problem, no self.

Without knowing myself, I have no real basis for thinking.

In the space which thought creates around itself there is no love. This space divides man from man, and in it is all the becoming, the battle of life, the agony and fear. Meditation is the ending of this space, the ending of the me.

If you set out to meditate, it will not be meditation. If you set out to be good, goodness will never flower.