eat, pray, love

i've been reading this book for a long time. since start of aug before went to india, until now.

there're some sentences in the book which i've meant to write it down, just so cos i can so relate to them.

'travelling is the great true love of my life
that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice
i am loyal and constant in my love for travel, as i have not always been loyal and constant in my other loves.
i just dont care what it puts me through. because i adore it. because it's mine. because it looks exactly like me.'

'i am burdened with what the Buddhists call the "monkey mind" = the thoughts that swing from limb to limb stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl. from the distant past to the unknowable future, my mind swings wildly through time, touching on dozens of ideas a minute, unharnessed and undisciplined.

..you're never where you are. you're always digging in the past or poking at the future, but rarely do you rest in the moment."

'...a particularly heart breaking awareness of time's passage..

i have searched frantically for contentment for so many years in so many ways, and all these acquisitions and accomplishments - they run you down in the end. life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. time - when pursued like a bandit - will behave like one, always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair colour to elude you, slipping out the back door of the motel just as you're banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you.

at some point you have to stop because it won't. you have to admit you cant catch it. you gotta let go and sit still and allow contentment to come to you."