Pray look better, Sir... those things yonder are no giants, but windmills.

The slave is doomed to worship time and fate and death, because they are greater than anything he finds in himself, and because all his thoughts are of things which they devour.

On some level, my life has been wasted on me. After all, if I can’t remember it, who can?

Historically mystics have claimed that for a true understanding of reality metaphysics is too “scientific”. Metaphysics is not reality. Metaphysics is names about reality. Metaphysics is a restaurant where they give you a thirty-thousand-page menu and no food.

Written By Robert M. Pirsig

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