The flowering of meditation is goodness, and the generosity of the heart is the beginning of meditation." "Meditation is a movement in and of the unknown. You are not there, only the movement. You are too petty or too great for this movement. It has nothing behind it or in front of it. It is that energy which thought-matter cannot touch. Thought is perversion, for it is the product of yesterday; it is caught in the toils of centuries and so is confused, unclear. Do what you will, the known cannot reach out for the unknown. Meditation is the dying to the known. [...] Everything put together by thought is within the area of noise, and thought can in no way make itself still [...], thought itself must be still for silence to be. Silence is always now as thought is not. Thought, always being old, cannot possibly enter into that silence which is always new. The new becomes the old when thought touches it [...] Love can only be when thought is still. This stillness can in no way be manufactured by thought [...] this stillness can never be touched by thought. Thought is always old, but love is not [...] the flowering of goodness is not in the soil of thought."

(Jiddu Krishnamurti)