A few days ago Tan Casipo said to me, 'Some people come here with so much dust in their eyes it's unbearable to talk to them.' What does that say about the monkhood? He can't tolerate people with 'dust in their eyes.' All that these monks have developed here is a safe little self-centred world which they call holy because villagers bow down to them. Living in a forest and wearing a robe doesn't make you better than anybody else.

Without faith you can't see a miracle; you just see unexplained events.

You know, the very strength of science is that it keeps us from the errors of mythos, from getting committed to a set of memes that we adopt because of congruence with what we think we know. Science demands skepticism.

You cannot teach a bird to fly, only how to let go his branch and begin to fall.

Even without his robes an arahant is recognized simply by the effect his metta has in a crowd.

Do not speak unless you can improve on silence, said a Buddhist sage.

I truly believe that I have been given a second chance at life. I never expected the results I have had.