A Disciple Said To Him, "i Am

Any Time You Are With Anyone Or Think Of Anyone You Must Say To Yourself: I Am Dying And This Person Too Is Dying, Attempting The While To Experience The Truth Of The Words You Are Saying. If Every One Of You Agrees To Practice This, Bitterness Will Die Out, Harmony Will Arise.

To Those Who Seek To Protect Their Ego True Peace Brings Only Disturbance.

The Disciples Were Absorbed In A Discussion Of Lao-tzu's Dictum: "those Who Know, Do Not Say; Those Who Say, Do Not Know." When The Master Entered, They Asked Him What The Words Meant. Said The Master, "which Of You Knows The Fragrance Of A Rose?" All Of Them Indicated That They Knew. Then He Said, "put It Into Words." All Of Them Were Silent.

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

There Is Another More Subtle Way In Which The Innocence Of Childhood Is Lost: When The Child Is Infected With The Desire To Become Somebody. Contemplate The Crowds Of People Who Are Striving Might And Main To Become, Not What Nature Intended Them To Be- Musicians, Cooks, Mechanics, Carpenters, Gardeners, Inventors- But "somebody": To Become Successful, Famous, Powerful; To Become Something That Will Bring Not Quiet And Self-fulfillment, But Self-glorification And Self-expansion