For since there is no real 'way' to sartori, the way you are following makes very little difference.
Everything in the world is gloriously meaningless.
How could you say the best form of government is a republic if you think the universe is a monarchy?
...[W]ords can be communicative only between those who share similar experiences.
I can only think seriously of trying to live up to an ideal, to improve myself, if I am split in two pieces. There must be a good "I" and a bad "I".
Playing a violin is, after all, only scraping a cat's entrails with horsehair.
No one's mouth is big enough to utter the whole thing.
We must be careful that the business we build does not become mere busyness.
The whole process of nature is an integrated process of immense complexity and it is really impossible to tell whether something that happens in it is good or bad. Because you never know what will be the consequences of the misfortune. Or, you never know what will be the consequences of good fortune.
So we down-to-earth, gutsy, tough, realistic, and practical types have just been squandering billions of dollars and unimaginable amounts of energy, nerve-work, and materials in whizzing off to the moon to discover, as astronomers knew before, that it was just a dreary slag heap. This is the true, original and scientifically etymological meaning of being lunatics. Crying for the moon.
The biggest ego trip is getting rid of your ego, and of course the joke of it all is that your ego does not exist.
If you belong to an in-group of good, or saved, or elite people, you can only know that you’re in because someone else is out. You cannot live on the right side of the tracks without there being a wrong side of the tracks, so you ought to be grateful to the outside for having the privilege of being on the inside.
What you do is what the whole universe is doing at the place you call "here and now," and you are something the whole universe is doing in the same way that a wave is something that the whole ocean is doing... The real you is not a puppet which life pushes around. The real deep-down you is the whole universe.
A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So he loses touch with Reality, and lives in a world of illusion.
I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.
What would you do if money was no object?
And so when the essential idea of love is lost there comes talk of fidelity. Actually, the only possible basis for two beings, male and female, to relate to each other is to grant each other total freedom.
There is a peculiar contradiction in trying to be a member of a republic while believing that the universe is a monarchy.
How did you know you're alive, unless you'd once been dead?
We are living in a culture entirely hypnotized by the illusion of time.
If the human race develops an electronic nervous system, outside the bodies of individual people, thus giving us all one mind and one global body, this is almost precisely what has happened in the organization of cells which compose our own bodies. We have already done it. [...] If all this ends with the human race leaving no more trace of itself in the universe than a system of electronic patterns, why should that trouble us? For that is exactly what we are now!
I too realize that the less I preach the more likely I am to be heard.
The hallucination of separateness prevents one from seeing that to cherish the ego is to cherish misery. We do not realize that our so-called love and concern for the individual is simply the other face of our own fear of death or rejection. In his exaggerated valuation of separate identity, the personal ego is sawing off the branch on which he is sitting, and then getting more and more anxious about the coming crash!