Little by little, wean yourself. This is the gist of what I have to say. From an embryo whose nourishment comes in the blood, move to an infant drinking milk, to a child on solid food, to a searcher after wisdom, to a hunter of invisible game.

There is a basket of fresh bread on your head, yet you go door to door asking for crusts.

Revile those who flatter you.

Your real "country" is where you're heading, not where you are.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

The illuminated life can happen now, in the moments left. Die to your ego, and become a True Human Being.

When someone is counting out gold for you, don't look at your hands, or the gold. Look at the giver.