You are telling me thought is limited. Show it to me! Not by talking of memory, experience, or knowledge; I understand that, but I don’t capture the feeling that it is limited, because I see the beauty of the earth, I see the beauty of a building, of a person, of nature. I see all that, but when you say thought is limited, I don’t feel it. It is just a lot of words which you have said to me. Intellectually I understand. But I have no feeling for it. There is no perfume in it. How will you show me—not show me; how will you help me—not help—aid me, to have this feeling that thought itself is brittle, it is such a small affair? So that it is in my blood. You understand? When once it is in my blood, I have got it. You don’t have to explain it.

From The Ending of Time: Where Philosophy and Physics Meet. © 2014 by Krishnamurti Foundation Trust Limited. Reprinted with permission of HarperOne, a division of HarperCollins Publishers.