Philosophy lives in words, but truth and fact well up into our lives in ways that exceed verbal formulation.

A sound interrupted him; a frail quivering sound, a voice bubbling up without direction, vigour, beginning or end, running weakly and shrilly and with an absence of all human meaning intoee um fah sofoo swee...

I read a page of Plato’s great work. I can no longer understand anything, because behind the words on the page, which have their own heavenly brightness, to be sure, there shines an even brighter,...

You are what resides before, beyond and between what you think so do not be consumed by thought. It is only a fragment of your magic.