I am life. I have no name. I am as the fresh breeze of the mountains.

But if one observes, one will see that the body has its own intelligence; it requires a great deal of intelligence to observe the intelligence of the body.

Beyond all explanations which a good brain can give, why do we choose the worse and not the better, why hate rather than love, why greed and not generosity, why self-centred activity and not open total action? Why be mean when there are soaring mountains and flashing streams? Why jealousy and not love? Why?

It is only in a very quiet mind that great things are born; and a quiet mind does not come about through effort, through control, through discipline.

As long as the mind clings to belief, it is held in a prison.

When the wind blows across the various continents, it does not bring with it the nationalities of the countries through which it passes. So likewise with Life.

Does life continue beyond the door? The fulfilment of life is not annihilation - on the contrary - I am much more ambitious, much more desirous, much more eager than you are. It is Life. Therefore it cannot be annihilation, for you cannot annihilate Life!