What is beauty? Beauty is truth, as love is truth. In observing without thought, without the ‘me’ interfering with your perception, there is the quality of immense beauty. What is death and what does it mean to die? You are frightened of death because it may end everything you have, and one asks, ‘What is it that you have?’ A bundle of memories and nothing else. What does it mean to own nothing? Death means that you hold on to nothing. Living with death means ending all that has been accumulated, ending everything every day. It means never having roots in any place, never having a sense of ownership, possession, attachment. What is it that continues in our life? Is it not memory, a series of associations? What is meditation? There is silence only when there is freedom from all the things man has accumulated. And there is creation only when knowledge has come to an end..