People living deeply have no fear of death.

People living deeply have no fear of death.

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are read more

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"

If God listened to the prayers of men, all men would quickly have perished: for they are forever praying for read more

If God listened to the prayers of men, all men would quickly have perished: for they are forever praying for evil against one another.

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love read more

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

My home is not a place, it is people.

My home is not a place, it is people.

The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people.

The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people.

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one read more

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the only path.

Wouldn't it be great if people could get to live suddenly as often as they die suddenly?

Wouldn't it be great if people could get to live suddenly as often as they die suddenly?

Some people are like Slinkies - not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you read more

Some people are like Slinkies - not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.