There's A Great And Unutterable Beauty In

Goodness Is Not In The Backyard Of The Individual Nor In The Open Field Of The Collective; Goodness Flowers Only In Freedom From Both.

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.

When We Stop Learning In Our Relationship, Whether We Are Studying, Playing Or Whatever We Are Doing, And Merely Act From The Knowledge We Have Accumulated, Then Disorder Comes.

The Ending Of Sorrow Is The Beginning Of Wisdom. Knowledge Is Always Within The Shadow Of Ignorance. Meditation Is Freedom From Thought And A Movement In The Ecstasy Of Truth. Meditation Is Explosion Of Intelligence.

Fear Exists In The Process Of Accumulation And Belief In Something Is Part Of The Accumulative Process.