All Paths Are The Same, Leading Nowhere.

The Ego Is Like A Tired Old Dog. We Can Never Kill It, So Put It Out On The Back Porch, Let It Rest There, And Step Around It.

Only The Idea Of Death Makes A Warrior Sufficiently Detached So That He Is Capable Of Abandoning Himself To Anything. He Knows His Death Is Stalking Him And Won't Give Him Time To Cling To Anything So He Tries, Without Craving, All Of Everything.

We Don't Need More To Be Thankful For, We Just Need To Be More Thankful.

A Warrior Lives By Acting, Not By Thinking About Acting, Nor By Thinking About What He Will Think When He Has Finished Acting.

The Hardest Thing In The World Is To Assume The Mood Of A Warrior. It Is Of No Use To Be Sad And Complain And Feel Justified In Doing So,believing That Someone Is Always Doing Something To Us. Nobody Is Doing Anything To Anybody, Much Less To A Warrior.