All Is Well, All Is Well. Though

The Disciples Were Absorbed In A Discussion Of Lao-tzu's Dictum: "those Who Know, Do Not Say; Those Who Say, Do Not Know." When The Master Entered, They Asked Him What The Words Meant. Said The Master, "which Of You Knows The Fragrance Of A Rose?" All Of Them Indicated That They Knew. Then He Said, "put It Into Words." All Of Them Were Silent.

The Tragedy Of An Attachment Is That If Its Object Is Not Attained It Causes Unhappiness. But If It Is Attained, It Does Not Cause Happiness – It Merely Causes A Flash Of Pleasure Followed By Weariness, And It Is Always Accompanied, Of Course, By The Anxiety That You May Lose The Object Of Your Attachment.

One Day, A Philosopher Asked, "what Is The Purpose Of Creation?" "lovemaking," Said The Master. Later, To His Disciples, He Said, "before Creation, Love Was. After Creation, Love Was Made. When Love Is Consummated, Creation Will Cease To Be, And Love Will Be Forever."

You Don't Have To Add Anything In Order To Be Happy; You've Got To Drop Something.

This Is What Is Ultimate In Our Human Knowledge Of God, To Know That We Do Not Know.