Freedom Is Now Or Never.

All Tradition Is Merely The Past.

Surely Love Has Nothing To Do With The Mind, It Is Not The Product Of The Mind; Love Is Entirely Independent Of Calculation, Of Thought.

Thought Is So Cunning, So Clever, That It Distorts Everything For Its Own Convenience.

What Brings Understanding Is Love. When Your Heart Is Full, Then You Will Listen To The Teacher, To The Beggar, To The Laughter Of Children, To The Rainbow, And To The Sorrow Of Man. Under Every Stone And Leaf, That Which Is Eternal Exists.

The Very Attention Given To Finding Out If The Mind Can Be Completely Quiet Is Quietness.