No seed ever sees the flower.
The unknown is not measurable by the known. Time cannot measure the timeless, the eternal, that immensity which has no beginning and no end. But our minds are bound to the yardstick of yesterday, today and tomorrow, and with that yardstick we try to inquire into the unknown, to measure that which is not measurable. And when we try to measure something which is not measurable, we only get caught in words.
Could it think, the heart would stop beating.
Fernando Pessoa (via devilduck)
Now you understand the Oriental passion for tea,” said Japhy. “Remember that book I told you about; the first sip is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy.
The only Zen you find on the tops of mountains is the Zen you bring up there.
Robert Pirsig (via suchness)