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A Writer Arrived At The Monastery To Write A Book About The Master. "people Say You Are A Genius . Are You?" He Asked. "you Might Say So." Said The Master, None Too Modestly. "and What Makes One A Genius?" "the Ability To Recognize." "recognize What?" "the Butterfly In A Caterpillar: The Eagle In An Egg; The Saint In A Selfish Human Being.

The Present Moment Is Never Intolerable. What's Intolerable Is What's Going To Happen In The Next Four Hours. To Have Your Body Here At 8 Pm And Your Mind At 10:30 Pm, That's What Causes Us Suffering.

I Was Neurotic For Years. I Was Anxious And Depressed And Selfish. Everyone Kept Telling Me To Change. I Resented Them And I Agreed With Them, And I Wanted To Change, But Simply Couldn't, No Matter How Hard I Tried. Then One Day Someone Said To Me, Don't Change. I Love You Just As You Are. Those Words Were Music To My Ears: Don't Change, Don't Change. Don't Change . . . I Love You As You Are. I Relaxed. I Came Alive. And Suddenly I Changed!

The Day You Are Happy For No Reason Whatsoever, The Day You Find Yourself Taking Delight In Everything And In Nothing, You Will Know That You Have Found The Land Of Unending Joy Called The Kingdom.

The Master Made It His Task To Destroy Systematically Every Doctrine, Every Belief, Every Concept Of The Divine, For These Things, Which Were Originally Intended As Pointers, Were Now Being Taken As Descriptions. He Loved To Quote The Eastern Saying "when The Sage Points To The Moon, All That The Idiot Sees Is The Finger.