“What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take?”

If you tell a true story, you can’t be wrong.

My life is a vast inconsequential epic.

I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.

Rest and be kind, you don’t have to prove anything

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

I petted the dogs who didn’t argue with me ever. All dogs love God. They’re wiser than their masters.

My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.

I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.

I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?

Contrary to the general belief about photography, you don’t need bright sunlight: the best moodiest pictures are taken in the dim light of almost dusk, or of rainy days.

It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

Everything is ecstasy inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind it is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever.

So therefore I dedicate myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my suffrances, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being.

For life is holy and every moment is precious.

Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.

Don’t use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.

People are like dice. We throw ourselves in the direction of our own choosing.

Live and direct.

All forms of meditation strengthen & direct our attention through the cultivation of three key skills: concentration, mindfulness & compassion or loving & kindness.

A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master gardener of his soul, the director of his life.

No human life, not even the life of the hermit in nature’s wilderness, is possible without a world which directly or indirectly testifies to the presence of other human beings.

Holding the mind to a subject is like holding a ship to its course; it implies constant change of place combined with unity of direction.

You must determine where you are going in your life, because you cannot get there unless you move in that direction.

A man cannot directly choose his circumstances, but he can choose his thoughts, and so indirectly, yet surely, shape his circumstances.