Its Beautiful To Be Alone. To Be

Space And Time Are Real For The Man Who Is Yet Imperfect, And Space Is Divided For Him Into Dimensions; Time, Into Past, Present, And Future.

Love Is A State Of Being, And In That State, The 'me', With Its Identifications, Anxieties, And Possessions Is Absent. Love Cannot Be, As Long As The Activities Of The Self, Of The 'me', Whether Conscious Or Unconscious, Continue To Exist.

...choice In Every Form Is Conflict. Contradiction Is Inevitable In Choice; This Contradiction, Inner And Outer Breeds Confusion And Misery.

To Be Religious Is To Be Sensitive To Reality.

A Dialogue Is Very Important. It Is A Form Of Communication In Which Question And Answer Continue Till A Question Is Left Without An Answer. Thus The Question Is Suspended Between The Two Persons Involved In This Answer And Question. It Is Like A Bud With Untouched Blossoms . . . If The Question Is Left Totally Untouched By Thought, It Then Has Its Own Answer Because The Questioner And Answerer, As Persons, Have Disappeared. This Is A Form Of Dialogue In Which Investigation Reaches A Certain Point Of Intensity And Depth, Which Then Has A Quality That Thought Can Never Reach.