Quotes About Transcendence

What difference does it make after all? For what's heaven? What's Earth? All in the mind.

Says, Rahula! Rahula! Face of Glory! Universe chawed and swallowed!

Alzo gli occhi, ecco lì le stelle, sempre le stesse, desolazione, e sotto gli angeli che non sanno di essere angeli. E Sarina morirà. Ed io morirò, e voi morirete, e tutti moriremo e persino le stelle si spegneranno una dopo l'altra con l'andar del tempo

Locomotives smoked and reeled above him. His shadow followed him, it aped his walk and thoughts and very being.

Port Allen – onde o rio é todo chuva e rosas sob uma escuridão nebulosa e insignificante, onde entramos numa estrada sinuosa sob a luminosidade amarelada da neblina, e, de repente, numa volta, vislumbramos o viscoso vulto volátil escoando suas águas sob a ponte e cruzamos outra vez a eternidade.

What did I care about all the irking hurts and tedious wronks of the world, the human bones are but vain lines dawdling

Tanr?, Ben YaÅŸanan?m, dediÄŸinde bütün bu vedalaÅŸmalar?n neye dair olduÄŸunu unutmuÅŸ olaca??z.

Everything's alright, form is emptiness and emptiness is form, and we're here forever, in one form or another, which is empty. Everything's alright, we're not here, there, or anywhere.

Cuanto más te acercas a la auténtica materia, a la piedra y al aire y al fuego y a la madera, muchacho, el mundo resulta más espiritual. Toda esa gente que se considera materialista a ultranza no sabe nada de eso. Se consideran gente práctica y tienen la cabeza llena de ideas y nociones confusas. -Levantó la mano-. Escucha esa ardilla.

Human courage is an opiate but opiates are human too. If God is an opiate so am I. Therefore eat me. Eat the night

My cats Timmy & Tyke will always be at my side - They wont be jealous but make friends with Bootsie, Kewpie and Davey, and Beauty and Bob - even the little dry moth with the beady black eyes can sit on my arm forever, till we all see God when that which we love solves & melts in one Glow See? And the little mouse that I killed will devour me into its golden belly. That little mouse was God. Dante and Beatrice will be married. Please, that's enough, huh?

My mind to me a kingdom is. That's another way of saying that you live up in the air. But you come back to earth at meal-time, I am sure, or when an earthquake happens along.

I chanced the chest and the slow-beating heart. The quick compulsion of my will was rewarded. I no longer had chest nor heart. I was only a mind, a soul, a consciousness—call it what you will—incorporate in a nebulous brain that, while it still centered inside my skull, was expanded, and was continuing to expand, beyond my skull.

Information is lightning-quick. It crosses cities, states, and national borders in the twinkle of an eye. It passes through many kinds of devices, flowing from phone to phone and computer to computer, rather than being sealed away in those silent marble temples we used to call banks.

Information comes through to me in 3 basic ways seen, hearing, and feeling the energy of the person that's crossed over. In which it is a symbolic type of language.

The ultimate connection is when you are connected to the creator of the universe.

Man's ultimate concern must be expressed symbolically, because symbolic language alone is able to express the ultimate.

In the past some of the most influential Jewish, Christian and Muslim theologians, such as Maimonides, Aquinas and Ibn Sina, made it clear that it was very difficult to speak about God, because when we confront the ultimate, we are at the end of what words or thoughts can do.

In Gnosticism, the physical world did not ultimately matter - which meant physical suffering did not matter either. Seeking 'enlightenment' meant cultivating an attitude of detachment, even indifference.

Techno-optimism is a belief in the power of technology to extend our sphere of possibilities and, ultimately, a belief that technology helps us solve and transcend problems, limitations and obstacles.

Ultimately, I want to prepare food that will be recognized equally in Tokyo, London, and Paris. I am after that universality, that transcendence.

Definitely being spiritual helps me create good music because music is ultimately the sound of the god.

What is beauty, anyway? It's more than something pleasant looking. If it doesn't stop us in our tracks and make us unable to move for a moment, unable to put into words what's closing off the breath in our throats, then maybe it's pretty, but it probably isn't beauty.

Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter.