If I were a Buddhist monk, I would be thinking at this very moment that I had just begun to live, that all the earlier life of Borges was a dream, that all of universal history is a dream. Through exercises of an intellectual kind we will become free of zen. Once we understand that the I does not exist, we will not think that the I can be happy or that our task is to make it happy. We will reach a state of calm.
Borges, Seven Nights, Buddhism (via allthedizzyraptures)