Our past is not our potential.

If the King's English was good enough for Jesus, it's good enough for me!

Mystical experiences nearly always lead one to a belief that some aspect of consciousness is imperishable. In a Buddhist metaphor the consciousness of the individual is like a flame that burns through the night. It is not the same flame over time, yet neither is it another flame.

Many artists have said that when life itself becomes fully conscious, art as we know it will vanish.

Real progress in understanding nature is rarely incremental. All important advances are sudden intuitions, new principles, new ways of seeing. We have not fully recognized this process of leaping ahead, however, in part because textbooks tend to tame revolutions...They describe the advances as if they had been logical in their day, not all shocking.

We cannot leave the trap until we know we are in it.

Over the years your bodies become walking autobiographies, telling friends and strangers alike of the minor and major stresses of your lives.