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What is meditative absorption? What is leaving the body? What is fasting? What is holding the breath? These are a flight from the ego, a brief escape from the torment of being an ego, a short-term deadening of the pain and absurdity of life. This same escape, this same momentary deadening, is achieved by the ox driver in an inn when he drinks a bowl of rice wine or fermented coconut milk. Then he no longer feels his self, then he no longer feels the pains of life - he achieves momentary numbness. Falling asleep over his bowl of rice wine, he reaches the same result Siddhartha and Govinda reach when, through long practice sessions, they escape their bodies and dwell in nonego. That is the way it is, Govinda." Govinda — Hermann Hesse

Posthumous fame, book fame, nerd fame is not like the good kind of fame. It might last for centuries and let antique egg heads torture the young from the grave, but it just doesn't pay the bills. — Laura Penny

what to do about it. He'd never felt more useless and — David Rogers

I just want your extra time and your ... Kiss — Prince

Learn to absorb your anger inside you
It will be your best partner till you breath — Mohammed Zaki Ansari

I consider myself a Christian - a true believer in Jesus Christ - that He died for our sins. — Antonio Sabato Jr.

Life is a verb, life swerves and lurches no matter how cautious and careful your driving. — Brian Doyle

Gay life is this object out there that's waiting to be written about. A lot of people think we've exhausted all the themes of gay fiction, but we've just barely touched on them. — Edmund White

I love being busy, and I love having a lot going on; it's exciting. — Annette Bening

So far as Emma was concerned she did not ask herself whether she was in love. Love, she thought, was something that must come suddenly, with a great display of thunder and lightning, descending on one's life like a tempest from above, turning it topsy-turvy, whirling away one's resolutions like leaves and bearing one onward, heart and soul, towards the abyss. She never bethought herself how on the terrace of a house the rain forms itself into little lakes when the gutters are choked, and she was going on quite unaware of her peril, when all of a sudden she discovered
a crack in the wall! — Gustave Flaubert

I mean, my people were very, very simple. They were peasant people, you know? — James Earl Jones