Sand. Everywhere. In the bed, in the shower, all over the floor. Grrrrr.

If we all were judged according to the consequences Of all our words and deeds, beyond the intention And beyond our limited understanding Of ourselves and others, we should all be condemned.

Those who talk of the bible as a monument of English prose are merely admiring it as a monument over the grave of Christianity.

The name that no human research can discover-- But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.

The circle of our understanding is a very restricted area.

Do I dare disturb the universe?

The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started.