So Love The Thought Of Death, Love

The Sun And Its Light, The Ocean And The Wave, The Singer And His Song — Not One. Not Two.

Wisdom Tends To Grow In Proportion To One's Awareness Of One's Ignorance.

You Can Read Books Without Ever Stepping Into A Library; And Practice Spirituality Without Ever Going To A Temple.

As Soon As You Look At The World Through An Ideology, You Are Finished. No Reality Fits Ideology.

This Is What Wisdom Means: To Be Changed Without The Slightest Effort On Your Part, To Be Transformed, Believe It Or Not, Merely By Waking To The Reality That Is Not Words , That Lies Beyond The Reach Of Words. If You Are Fortunate Enough To Be Awakened Thus, You Will Know Why The Finest Language Is The One That Is Not Spoken, The Finest Action Is The One That Is Not Done And The Finest Change Is The One That Is Not Willed.