The enlightened attention rejects nothing nor welcomes anything-like a mirror it responds equally to all.

Men of this world all rejoice in others being like themselves, and object to others not being like themselves.

Who knows when the end is reached? Death may be the beginning of life. How do I know that love of life is not a delusion after all? How do I know that he who dreads to die is as a child who has lost the way and cannot find his way home? How do I know that the dead repent of having previously clung to life?

Compare birth with death, compare death with life; compare what is possible with what is not possible and compare what is not possible with what is possible; because there is, there is not, and because there is not, there is.

Breathing control gives man strength, vitality, inspiration, and magic powers.

There is a beginning. There is no beginning of that beginning ... There is something. There is nothing.

Where can I find a man who has forgotten words, so I can have a few words with him?