Keating leaned back with a sense of warmth and well-being. He liked this book. It had made the routine of his Sunday morning breakfast a profound spiritual experience; he was certain that it was profound, because he didn’t understand it.

My Mind doesn't say that you are one in all. It's me, My Soul, Heart, which makes me one in All!

Some days you are happy, some days you are sad. It’s not bad, it’s not good. It’s just balance.

Ah . . . ! What’s happening? it thought. Er, excuse me, who am I? Hello? Why am I here? What’s my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Calm down, get a grip now . . . oh! this is an interesting sensation, what is it?

Written By Douglas Adams

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