Anthony de Mello Quotes

We all move on the fringes of eternity and are sometimes granted vistas through fabric of illusion.

But you're dead,' said Harry. 'Oh, yes,' said Dumbledore matter-of-factly. 'Then... am I dead too?' 'Ah,' said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. 'That is the question, isn't it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not.

You are before being and not being, awake and dream take place in time. You have no time.

Only a spiritual being has awareness.

It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.

Although sometimes the morbid is also the transcendent, the transcendent cannot be reduced to the morbid.

I also believe that when one dies, one may wake up to the reality that proves that time does not exist.

You exist in time, but you belong to eternity.

If you want immortality, then deny form. Whatever has form has mortality. Beyond form is the formless, the immortal.

It said to me, 'I am here — I am here — I am life, eternal life.'

Existence is illusory and it is eternal.

We are eternal. All this pain is an illusion.

That the world is, is the mystical.

Form is solidified energy, energy is an expression of the mind, the mind is the covered mirror of Eternity, and Eternity is the Truth, which has thrown off the mask of the mind.

There is no justice in love, no proportion in it, and there need not be, because in any specific instance it is only a glimpse or parable of an embracing, incomprehensible reality. It makes no sense at all because it is the eternal breaking in on the temporal. So how could it subordinate itself to cause or consequence?

We must wish either for that which actually exists or for that which cannot in any way exist or, still better, for both. That which is and that which cannot be are both outside the realm of becoming.

Transcendence: that which transcends experience.

Our place is somewhere between being and nonbeing - between two fictions.

The consciousness of life is higher than life.

The Absolute can never be thought of.

When you die, you are extinguished. From being you will be transformed to non-being. A god does not necessarily dwell among our capricious atoms.

It seems to me that all the things we keep in sealed boxes are both alive and dead until we open the box, that the unobserved is both there and not.

The wise person dines on something more subtle: He eats the understanding that the named was born from the unnamed, that all being flows from non-being, that the describable world emanates from an indescribable source.

It is not a thing that you can imagine. It only is. After that, there can be no imagining.

A thing either is what it appears to be; or it is not, but yet appears to be; or it is, but does not appear to be; or it is not, and does not appear to be.