The "paradox" is only a conflict between reality and your feeling of what reality "ought to be."
I regard consciousness as fundamental. I regard matter as derivative from consciousness. We cannot get behind consciousness. Everything that we talk about, everything that we regard as existing, postulates consciousness.
I have a policy that I don't actually watch the work that I do. There are all kinds of reasons to do that, but one really interesting side effect that has come about from that is that I have no imagery of the show that isn't from first-person.
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity.
I regard consciousness as fundamental. I regard matter as a derivative of consciousness.
No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books.
Choose not to be harmed and you won't feel harmed. Don't feel harmed and you haven't been.
When you sit with a nice girl for two hours, it seems like two minutes; when you sit on a hot stove for two minutes, it seems like two hours. That's relativity.
Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
Life is without meaning. You bring the meaning to it. The meaning of life is whatever you ascribe it to be. Being alive is the meaning.
Reality is not so much what happens to us; rather, it is how we think about those events that create the reality we experience. In a very real sense, this means that we each create the reality in which we live.
The velocity with which time flies is infinite, as is most apparent to those who look back.
No matter whether "I" feels victorious or defeated, elated or discouraged, these are mere phantoms compared to consciousness itself.
Nothing in Scientology is true for you unless you have observed it and it is true according to your observation.
It's such a weird process, songwriting, because you just have to feel it. There's no right or wrong melody or lyric.
Consciousness cannot be accounted for in physical terms. For consciousness is absolutely fundamental. It cannot be accounted for in terms of anything else.
Consciousness is nature's nightmare.
What we think about Paris is a part of how we feel about it. Our idea of Paris is our idea and we don't know that that's not necessarily the way it really is. It feels so real.
To him who has had the experience no explanation is necessary, to him who has not, none is possible.
The components of anxiety, stress, fear, and anger do not exist independently of you in the world. They simply do not exist in the physical world, even though we talk about them as if they do.
Beautiful things, when taste is formed, are obviously and unaccountably beautiful.
It's hard - it's difficult to tell when your buzz is at its peak.
You know, life is what you make of it- so beautiful or so what.
It's all real and it's all illusory: that's Awareness!
