The ground of being is the ground of our being, and when we simply turn outward, we see all of these little problems here and there. But, if we look inward, we see that we are the source of them all.

The purpose of the journey is compassion. When you have come past the pairs of opposites, you have reached compassion.

If you are on the right path you will find that invisible hands are helping.

I should have said, 'Follow your blisters.'

Poetry comes out of an elite experience, the experience of people whose ears are opened to the song of the universe.

You know, when real trouble comes your humanity is awakened. The fundamental human experience is that of compassion.

The unconscious sends all sorts of vapors, odd beings, terrors, and deluding images up into the mind - whether in dream, broad daylight, or insanity: for the human kingdom, beneath the floor of the comparatively neat little dwelling that we call our consciousness, goes down into unsuspected Aladdin caves.