How Could I Say That I Wished

It Is Said In Java That The Tiger's Hearing Is So Acute That Hunters Must Keep Their Nose Hairs Cut Lest The Tiger Hear The Breath Whistle Through Their Nostrils.

The Sun Is Roaring, It Fills To Bursting Each Crystal Of Snow. I Flush With Feeling, Moved Beyond My Comprehension, And Once Again, The Warm Tears Freeze Upon My Face. These Rocks And Mountains, All This Matter, The Snow Itself, The Air- The Earth Is Ringing. All Is Moving, Full Of Power, Full Of Light.

The Purpose Of Meditation Practice Is Not Enlightenment; It Is To Pay Attention Even At Extraordinary Times, To Be Of The Present, Nothing-but-in-the-present, To Bear This Mindfulness Of Now Into Each Event Of Ordinary Life.

I ... Had What Kierkegaard Called 'the Sickness Of Infinitude,' Wandering From One Path To Another With No Real Recognition That I Was Embarked Upon A Search, And Scarcely A Clue As To What I Might Be After. I Only Knew That At The Bottom Of Each Breath There Was A Hollow Place That Needed To Be Filled.

Simplicity Is The Whole Secret Of Well-being.