The vanities of life:pleasure, possession, position and power.

Sadly, when a person's possessions distract him from his purpose, he usually ends up losing both.

I'm not a vegetarian because I love animals. I'm a vegetarian because I hate plants.

He is so rich, he has no room to shit.

We humans are like squirrels who spend all summer gathering and hoarding nuts and when winter comes can't remember where they are.

Every American wants MORE MORE of the world and why not, you only live once. But the mistake made in America is persons accumulate more more dead matter, machinery, possessions & rugs & fact information at the expense of what really counts as more: feeling, good feeling, sex feeling, tenderness feeling, mutual feeling. You own twice as much rug if you're twice as aware of the rug.

And then one day you realise that if you want to be rich, you'd have to give away almost everything you own.

Whoever has the better stuff wins. Sound familiar, American lackeys of late-stage capitalism?

If inanimate objects are left to stand in their world, and are not invited out to mingle with our sense of self, they will quietly console and delight us. But to bind possessions up closely with the mind is less than fair to both.

If we fear loss enough, in the end the things we possess will come to possess us.