To Be Religious Is To Be Sensitive

To Seek Fulfillment Is To Invite Frustration.

I Am Life. I Have No Name. I Am As The Fresh Breeze Of The Mountains.

Silence Is Difficult And Arduous; It Is Not To Be Played With. It Isn't Something That You Can Experience By Reading A Book, Or By Listening To A Talk, Or By Sitting Together, Or By Retiring Into A Wood Or A Monastery. I Am Afraid None Of These Things Will Bring About This Silence. This Silence Demands Intense Psychological Work. You Have To Be Burningly Aware - Aware Of Your Speech, Aware Of Your Snobbishness, Aware Of Your Fears, Your Anxieties, Your Sense Of Guilt. And When You Die To All That, Then Out Of That Dying Comes The Beauty Of Silence.

But The Healing Of The Mind Is Something Totally Different. That Healing Gradually Takes Place If You Are With Nature, With That Orange On The Tree, And The Blade Of Grass That Pushes Through The Cement, And The Hills Covered, Hidden, By The Clouds.

It Is Good To Have Organizations But Not To Exaggerate Their Importance Out Of Due Proportion.