Are You Aware Of The Significance Of

The Description Is Not The Described; I Can Describe The Mountain, But The Description Is Not The Mountain, And If You Are Caught Up In The Description, As Most People Are, Then You Will Never See The Mountain

Constantly To Seek The Purpose Of Life Is One Of The Odd Escapes Of Man. If He Finds What He Seeks It Will Not Be Worth That Pebble On The Path.

Despair Exists Only When There Is Hope.

To Me, Then, True Criticism Consists In Trying To Find Out The Intrinsic Worth Of The Thing Itself, And Not In Attributing A Quality To That Thing. You Attribute A Quality To An Environment, To An Experience, Only When You Want To Derive Something From It, When You Want To Gain Or To Have Power Or Happiness. Now This Destroys True Criticism. Your Desire Is Perverted Through Attributing Values, And Therefore You Cannot See Clearly. Instead Of Trying To See The Flower In Its Original And Entire Beauty, You Look At It Through Coloured Glasses, And Therefore You Can Never See It As It Is.

Only The Mind That Has Emptied Itself Of The Known Is Creative. That Is Creation. What It Creates Has Nothing To Do With It. Freedom From The Known Is The State Of A Mind That Is In Creation.