Your Fear Of Letting Go Prevents You

When You Notice Light Seeping Into Your Coffin, It's Hard To Go On Pretending That You're Still Dead.

To A Buddhist, Contradictions Only Exist In A Mind That Has Been Forced To Cultivate Them.

You Don't Understand. I Only Prostitute The Part Of The Body That Isn't Important, And Nobody Suffers Except My Karma A Little Bit. I Don't Do Big Harm. You Prostitute Your Mind. Mind Is Seat Of Buddha. What You Do Is Very Very Bad. You Should Not Use Your Mind In That Way

There Are Plenty Of Brilliant People Who Are Too Stressed Out To Read Challenging Literary Novels.

The Function Of The West Is To Turn Bodies And Minds Into Products. It Cannot Understand That The Rest Of The World Holds This To Be An Obscenity, A Corruption Of Our Nirvanic Nature.