For Every Fact There Is An Infinity

When Somebody Goes Outside The Cultural Norms, The Culture Has To Protect Itself.

I Argued That Physical Discomfort Is Important Only When The Mood Is Wrong. Then You Fasten On To Whatever Thing Is Uncomfortable And Call That The Cause. But If The Mood Is Right, Then Physical Discomfort Doesn't Mean Much.

The Way To See What Looks Good And Understand The Reasons It Looks Good, And To Be At One With This Goodness As The Work Proceeds, Is To Cultivate An Inner Quietness, A Peace Of Mind So That Goodness Can Shine Through.

Any Person Of Any Philosophic Persuasion Who Sits On A Hot Stove Will Verify Without Any Intellectual Argument Whatsoever That He Is In An Undeniably Low-quality Situation: That The Value Of His Predicament Is Negative. This Low Quality Is Not Just A Vague, Woolly-headed, Crypto-religious, Metaphysical Abstraction. It Is An Experience. It Is Not A Judgment About An Experience. It Is Not A Description Of Experience. The Value Itself Is An Experience. As Such It Is Completely Predictable. It Is Verifiable By Anyone Who Cares To Do So.

There Is A Perennial Classical Question That Asks Which Part Of The Motorcycle, Which Grain Of Sand In Which Pile, Is The Buddha. Obviously To Ask That Question Is To Look In The Wrong Direction, For The Buddha Is Everywhere. But Just As Obviously To Ask The Question Is To Look In The Right Direction, For The Buddha Is Everwhere.