You have to follow the path absolutely alone.

The people who may have come and left must have found that I am not a man in any way to nourish your stupidity. I am not the man to help you believe in great things: in God…

I am not the man to make you believe that your heaven is certain. On the contrary, I start destroying your beliefs and people become afraid and escape. Those who have left will repent, because they will have fallen into somebody’s hands who will satisfy and gratify whatever the desire, but that is all imagination.

An authentic experience that makes you free from mind and from body – I am interested only in that experience, not in anything else; anything else does not matter.

Police Officer O’Leary is cruising around in his patrol car one night. He is on the lookout for trouble. He sees two little old ladies in the front seat of a Chevrolet convertible, parked in a used car lot. The car lot is closed so O’Leary drives up alongside the Chevy and asks, “Are you two ladies trying to steal this car?”

“Certainly not,” says one of the ladies, “we purchased the car this afternoon.”

“Well,” says the cop, “why don’t you start it up and drive out of here?”

“We don’t drive,” replies the other little old lady. “And besides we are waiting. We were told that if we bought a car here we would get screwed.”

People are just waiting in used car lots.

This is not that kind of place…!

Arriving home from school one day Herschel Goldberg asked his father, Hymie, if he can take their dog Petunia for a walk.

“No,” says Hymie, “you can’t because she is in heat.”

“What? What does ‘in heat’ mean?” asks Herschel.

“Don’t be worried about what it is,” replies Hymie. “Anyway I have just thought of a way to fix the situation.”

So Hymie goes into the garage and gets a rag, pours some gasoline over it and then wipes Petunia’s tail with it.

“Okay,” says Hymie, “now you can take her for a walk.”

Herschel is delighted and disappears down the street. But an hour later he returns without Petunia.

“What happened?” asks Hymie. “Where is Petunia?”

“Well,” replies Herschel, “everything was fine for a while. She was playing with me and my friend Irving when all of a sudden she ran out of gas. So now Irving’s dog is pushing her home.”