God is a metaphor for that which transcends all levels of intellectual thought. It's as simple as that.

Suddenly you’re ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is suffering, and life is horror, but my god you’re alive and its spectacular.

There have been systems of religion where the mother is the prime parent, the source, and she's really a more immediate parent than the father, because one is born from the mother...so that the image of the woman is the image of the world.

Our true reality is in our identity and unity with all life.

Man was not breathed into the earth. Man came out of the earth.

How teach again, however, what has been taught correctly and incorrectly learned a thousand thousand times, throughout the millenniums of mankind's prudent folly? That is the hero's ultimate difficult task.

As a white candle / In a holy place, / So is the beauty / Of an aged face