Not only did I rediscover every experience of my life, I had to live each unfulfilled desire as well—as though they’d been fulfilled. I saw that what transpires in the mind is just as real as any flesh and blood occurrence. What had only been imagination in life, now became tangible, each fantasy a full reality. I lived them all—while, at the same time, standing to the side, a witness to their, often, intimate squalor. A witness cursed with total objectivity.

All of us have a path to follow and the path begins on earth.

If men only felt about death as they do about sleep, all terrors would cease. . . Men sleep contentedly, assured that they will wake the following morning. They should feel the same about their lives.

How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough.

To me there is nothing that goes against nature. If it seems incomprehensible, its only because we havent been able to understand it yet.

Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk")

Now when I die, I shall only be dead.