Rajneesh Quotes

The quality of owning freezes you forever in "I," and cuts you off forever from the "we.

I'm an outsider. I will always be an outsider.

All men are islands, surrounded by the bottomless oceans of unthinking night.

I think that we're all totally isolated beings and always will be.

Divorced from the cosmos, from nature, from society and from each other, we have become fractured and fragmented.

The way I spend my time is very isolated and cut off.

Alienation, I suppose, can't be hackneyed because it will always exist.

I'd really like to be in closer contact with life. I'm a little too distant, I guess. I like to place myself outside.

We're all outsiders in a way. We're all alone and can become very lonely.

I've always been an outsider to some extent.

I'm amongst you all, but I'm not one of you all.

I'm an outsider, I guess.

Many people must live and die alone, even in Winesburg.

I stand at a distance, like a person who comes from another world.

I guess I always think of myself as more of the people. I always feel like a bit of an outsider.

I always felt like an outer-space alien. I was always breaking the fourth wall.

Because we are separated everything separates us, even our efforts to join each other.

You were one person alive and your brain was encased in a skull. There were other people out there. It took effort to be connected.

I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.

One of the interesting things about "outsidership" is that underneath it there's a longing to belong. I just wish the thing I refused to belong to - the species, Western capital culture - was a little more respectable. My one true relaxation is my flotation tank, in which I can either meditate or just drift off.

All the suffering that humanity ever knew can be traced to the one fact that no man in the history of the Galaxy ... could really understand one another. Every human being lived behind an impenetrable wall of choking mist within which no other but he existed.

Perhaps that is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another.

Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish.

What sort of space is that which separates a man from his fellows and makes him solitary?

I started to see human beings as little lonesome, water based, pink meat, life forms pushing air through themselves and making noises that the other little pieces of meat seemed to understand. I was thinking to myself, 'There's five billion people here but we've never been more isolated.' The only result of the aggressive individualism we pursue is that you lose sight of your compassion and we go to bed at night thinking, 'Is this all there is?' because we don't feel fulfilled.