To all appearances he was just drifting. In actuality he was just drifting.

The real purpose of the scientific method is to make sure nature hasn’t misled you into thinking you know something you actually don’t know.

For every fact there is an infinity of hypotheses.

An egoless acceptance of stuckness is a key to an understanding of all Quality.

When analytic thought, the knife, is applied to experience, something is always killed in the process.

The bones and flesh and legal statistics are the garments worn by the personality, not the other way around.

The place to improve the world is first in one's own heart and head and hands, and then work outward from there.

The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth, " and so it goes away. Puzzling.

When one person suffers from a delusion, it is called insanity. When many people suffer from a delusion it is called a Religion.

We have artists with no scientific knowledge and scientists with noartistic knowledge and both with no spiritual sense of gravity at all, and the result is not just bad, it is ghastly.

You can’t really think hard about what you’re doing and listen to the radio at the same time. Maybe they didn’t see their job as having anything to do with hard thought, just wrench twiddling.

Perfection is inexistent. It is the short-lived joy of muddling in the dips of a superficial life in a bid to bury who we really are.

If the world leaders can afford a 7 hours sleep, most of us probably can too.

In hell there's a big hotel where the bar just closed and the windows never opened. No phone so you can't call home, and the TV works, but the clicker is broken.

If the times aren't ripe, you have to ripen the times.

You know, people think you have to be dumb to skip rope for 45 minutes. No, you have to be able to imagine something else. While you're skipping rope, you have to be able to see something else.

Men aren't asked about their children.

I would like to get rid of the homophobes, sexists, and racists in our audience. I know they're out there and it really bothers me.

If our ahimsa is not of the brave but of the weak, and if it will bend the knee before himsa, Gandhism deserves to be destroyed.

Maybe love is like a pendulum. It swings back and forth, slowly, steadily, and sometimes you don't know where it will come to rest.