Because without truth life is meaningless. Because truth is always individual; it is not a collective phenomenon. Truth does not belong to the crowd. Each one has to come to it on his own.

Remember, borrowed knowledge is not going to help. It may even be that the man you borrowed your knowledge from was a real knower, but the moment the knowledge comes to you it is borrowed – and borrowed knowledge is always false. The source may have been true but the moment it comes into you, you are untrue, it becomes untrue.

For the truth to exist in you, you will have to become true yourself. One has to go into one’s own being to find the truth.

And without truth there is no joy. And without truth there is no significance. And without truth you live in vain.

Two tramps were talking. One, who was skinny and starved, said, “Hey, how come you always look so well-fed and never seem to go hungry?”

The second said, “I’ve got me this system. I get some horse manure off the road, go up to one of the great big fine houses, knock on the door, and ask for a bit of salt and pepper to put on it. Of course, the people always say, ‘You can’t eat that! Come on inside for a decent meal.’ Or they give me a few rupees and I go eat at a cafe.”

So the skinny tramp thought he’d give it a try. He found some really, really old manure, knocked on the door of the biggest house on the street, and said, “Excuse me, lady, could you spare me a pinch of salt and pepper for my bit of food here?”

“You can’t eat that, you poor man!” said the woman.

“It’s working,” thought the tramp, pleased with himself.

“No, you can’t eat that,” repeated the woman, “you’ll be ill! Go round to the stables and get yourself a fresh bit!”

Enough for today.