The Devil Has A Ph.d. In Perfect

The Words Of The Scholar Are To Be Understood. The Words Of The Master Are Not To Be Understood. They Are To Be Listened To As One Listens To The Wind In The Trees And The Sound Of The River And The Song Of The Bird. They Will Awaken Something Within The Heart That Is Beyond All Knowledge.

The Butterfly In A Caterpillar: The Eagle In An Egg; The Saint In A Selfish Human Being.

You Can Will An Act Of Service But You Cannot Will Love.

If What You Said Was True, Where Was The Need To Shout?

The Master Was Exceedingly Gracious To University Dons Who Visited Him, But He Would Never Reply To Their Questions Or Be Drawn Into Their Theological Speculations. To His Disciples, Who Marveled At This, He Said, "can One Talk About The Ocean To A Frog In A Well Or About The Divine To People Who Are Restricted By Their Concepts?