I Am Life. I Have No Name.

Did You Ever Sit Quietly With Your Back Straight, Not Moving, Just Only Cherishing The Beauty Of Silence?

To Me, Then, True Criticism Consists In Trying To Find Out The Intrinsic Worth Of The Thing Itself, And Not In Attributing A Quality To That Thing. You Attribute A Quality To An Environment, To An Experience, Only When You Want To Derive Something From It, When You Want To Gain Or To Have Power Or Happiness. Now This Destroys True Criticism. Your Desire Is Perverted Through Attributing Values, And Therefore You Cannot See Clearly. Instead Of Trying To See The Flower In Its Original And Entire Beauty, You Look At It Through Coloured Glasses, And Therefore You Can Never See It As It Is.

Sir, When Two People Have The Extraordinary Quality Of This State, Words Are Not Necessary. Where That Quality Of Love Exists, Words Become Unnecessary. There Is Instant Communication.

To Be Is To Be Related.

I Say That When You Have Perceived Or Attained The Goal, Compromises, Renunciations, Do Not Exist. If You Have Seen The Goal, Compromise Ceases To Exist. It Is Then A Question Of A Different Attitude.