One has only seen little of life, if one hasn't also seen the hand that mercifully - kills.

I did that,' says my memory. 'I could not have done that,' says my pride, and remains inexorable. Eventually - the memory yields.

The sage as astronomer. - If you still experience the stars as something 'over you,' you still don't have the eyes of a knower.

There is a great ladder of religious cruelty, and, of its many rungs, three are the most important. People used to make human sacrifices to their god, perhaps …

Could we, with human reason, process the finality of death, we would be very different souls, giving more than we take, forgiving easily, and listening with al…

He who would teach men to die would teach them to live.

What the hell are they all looking for? A way out. A way to the right way out. A way to leave. A way to go. A way to have had it, to have had enough of it, to …