We carry on like
machines with our tiresome daily routine. How eagerly the mind accepts a
pattern of existence, and how tenaciously it clings to it! As by a
driven nail, the mind is held together by idea, and around the idea it
lives and has its being. The mind is never free, pliable, for it is
always anchored; it moves within the radius, narrow or wide, of its own
center. From its center it dare not wander; and when it does, it is lost
in fear. Fear is not of the unknown, but of the loss of the known. The
unknown does not incite fear, but dependence on the known does. Fear is
always with desire, the desire for the more or for the less. The mind,
with its incessant weaving of patterns, is the maker of time; and with
time there is fear, hope and death.
— Jiddu Krishnamurti – The Book of Life
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