“information is to knowledge what meaning is to comprehension”

“When compared to the fact that he might very well be dead by this time tomorrow, whether he was courageous or not today was pointless, empty. When compared to the fact that he might be dead tomorrow, everything was pointless. It just didn’t make any difference. It was pointless to the tree, it was pointless to every man in his outfit, pointless to everybody in the whole world. Who cared? It was not pointless only to him; and when he was dead, when he ceased to exist, it would be pointless to him too. More important: Not only would it be pointless, it would have been pointless all along.This was an obscure and rather difficult point to grasp. Understanding of it kept slipping in and out on the edges of his mind. It flickered, changing its time sense and tenses. At those moments when he understood it, it left him with a very hollow feeling.”

“If you can admit that you haven’t yet understood everything,faith can fill the emptiness in heart to confront the hesitation.”

“Never overlook the “now” for an anticipation of the “morrow”, which may never arrive.”

“Knowledge is important, but understanding is everything”

“I try to say everything in the simplest way. Still you may not understand it today. You may understand it when I am no long here.”

“You don’t have to stay trapped in your thoughts just because you think them.”

“Every other knowledge is harmful to him who does not have knowledge of goodness.”

“…I like stories very much,” the priest said. “They help me understand myself better.”

“I write to understand as much as to be understood.”

“While we can learn or study techniques for almost anything we might want to accomplish, real understanding is not the mere accumulation of knowledge. Understanding cannot be realized by listening or reading about the realization of others. It must be achieved firsthand via substantive, direct perception in the moment.”

“For you see, when us people who know run into each other that’s an event. It almost never happens. Sometimes we meet each other and neither guesses that the other is one who knows. That’s a bad thing. It’s happened to me a lot of times. But you see there are so few of us.”

“I kept reaching for my muses,my wandering muses, floatingon clouds filled with their passions.”(Muses of Wandering Passions, p. 64)”

“It is ignorance that is at times incomprehensible to the wise; for instance, he may not see ‘the positive person’ or ‘the negative person’ in such a black and white way as many people do. A wise man may not understand it because, as a catalyst of wisdom, but not always wise in his own eyes, even he can learn from and give back to fools. To think that an individual has absolutely nothing to offer to the table is counter-intuitively what the wise man considers to be ‘the ignorance of hopelessness’.”