I admire and respect the tenacity, courage, and patience of the unenlightened in the face of so much overwhelming evidence

Introspection is self-improvement and therefore introspection is self-centeredness. Awareness is not self-improvement. On the contrary, it is the ending of the self, of the “I,” with all its peculiar idiosyncrasies, memories, demands, and pursuits. In introspection there is identification and condemnation. In awareness there is no condemnation or identification; therefore, there is no self-improvement. There is a vast difference between the two.

Clever people, people who are cunning, do not know what love is because their minds are so sharp, because they are so clever, because they are so superficial - which means to be on the surface, and love is not a thing that exists on the surface.

A mind that is afraid withers away; it cannot function properly.

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.

Are you trying to grasp the quality of intelligence, compassion, the immense sense of beauty, the perfume of love and that truth which has no path to it?

There is an art of seeing things as they are: without naming, without being caught in a network of words, without thinking interfering with perception.