I Go On Living, More From Force

The Buddah Can Reside In The Gears Of A Motorcycle As Easily As In A Flower On A Mountaintop. To Believe Otherwise Is To Demean The Buddah; Which Is To Demean One's Self.

Any Philosophic Explanation Of Quality Is Going To Be Both False And True Precisely Because It Is A Philosophic Explanation. The Process Of Philosophic Explanation Is An Analytic Process, A Process Of Breaking Something Down Into Subjects And Predicates. What I Mean (and Everybody Else Means) By The Word 'quality' Cannot Be Broken Down Into Subjects And Predicates. This Is Not Because Quality Is So Mysterious But Because Quality Is So Simple, Immediate And Direct.

For Every Fact There Is An Infinity Of Hypotheses.

Stuckness Shouldn't Be Avoided. It's The Physic Predecessor Of All Real Understanding.

Quality Tends To Fan Out Like Waves. The Quality Job He Didn't Think Anyone Was Going To See Was Seen, And The Person Who Feels It Is A Little Bit Better Because Of It, And Is Likely To Pass That Feeling Onto Others, And In That Way The Quality Tends To Keep Going.