Books Are The Way The Dead Talk

I Don't Take Compliments So Well. I Always Hang My Head And Shuffle And Kind Of Try To Immediately Forget.

When You Follow Your Thoughts And Watch Them Attach To Certain Things, It Makes Certain Things Real And Other Things Unreal, And You Realize That This Is All Created By Your Mind.

I Believe That The Purpose Of Death Is The Release Of Love.

I Didn't Really Understand That Vipassana Is A Relatively New Form Of Buddhism That Was Based On The Storage Of Pain. So The Idea Is That Every Time You Don't Scream, That's Your Buddhist Side.

I Think Illusion Is One Of The Most Interesting Things That I've Found To Think About. Just Look At Yesterday, And What You Were Doing, And How Important It Was, And How Nonexistent It Is Now! How Dreamlike It Is! Same Thing With Tomorrow. So Where Are We Living?