Rose, oh pure contradiction, joy of being No-one's sleep under so many lids.

Look, I am living. On what? Neither childhood nor future lessens . . . . Superabundant existence wells in my heart.

Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.

Perhaps then, some day far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough

Life is heavier than the weight of all things.

You are nearing the land that is life; you will recognize it by its seriousness.

All things want to float.

Beauty is only the start of bearable terror.

You, darkness, of whom I am born- I love you more than the flame that limits the world to the circle it illumines and excludes the rest.

Everyone once, once only. Just once and no more. And we also once. Never again. But this having been once, although only once, to have been of the earth, seems irrevocable.

We are not allowed to linger, even with what is most intimate.

All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.

Art too is just a way of living.

So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp.

Do not allow yourself to be misled by the surfaces of things

Your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes, far in the distance.

I am a house gutted by fire where only the guilty sometimes sleep before the punishment that devours them hounds them out in the open.

We make our way through Everything like thread passing through fabric, giving shape to images that we ourselves do not know.

And as for the rest, let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always.

We're all just walking each other home.

The quieter you become, the more you can hear.

We're fascinated by the words--but where we meet is in the silence behind them.

It is important to expect nothing, to take every experience, including the negative ones, as merely steps on the path, and to proceed.

I would like my life to be a statement of love and compassion--and where it isn't, that's where my work lies.

The heart surrenders everything to the moment. The mind judges and holds back.

In most of our human relationships, we spend much of our time reassuring one another that our costumes of identity are on straight.

Be here now.

Your problem is you are too busy holding on to your unworthiness.

As long as you have certain desires about how it ought to be you can't see how it is.

Treat everyone you meet like God in drag.

Suffering is part of our training program for becoming wise.

What you meet in another being is the projection of your own level of evolution.

The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can't be organized or regulated. It isn't true that everyone should follow one path. Listen to your own truth.

Let's trade in all our judging for appreciating. Let's lay down our righteousness and just be together.

The next message you need is always right where you are.

Only that in you which is me can hear what I'm saying.

We are all affecting the world every moment, whether we mean to or not. Our actions and states of mind matter, because we are so deeply interconnected with one another.

Everything changes once we identify with being the witness to the story, instead of the actor in it.

A feeling of aversion or attachment toward something is your clue that there's work to be done.

I'm not interested in being a "lover." I'm interested in only being love.

Every religion is the product of the conceptual mind attempting to describe the mystery.

The game is not about becoming somebody, it's about becoming nobody.

If you think you're free, there's no escape possible.

Learn to watch your drama unfold while at the same time knowing you are more than your drama.

It's all real and it's all illusory: that's Awareness!

We're here to awaken from the illusion of separateness

Information is just bits of data. Knowledge is putting them together. Wisdom is transcending them.

Our whole spiritual transformation brings us to the point where we realize that in our own being, we are enough.

The resistance to the unpleasant situation is the root of suffering.