Jack Kerouac. The Dharma Bums (№ 296508)

- You know what my prayer is?
- What?
- I sit down and say, list all friends, all relatives, all enemies, one by one, without any hard feelings and thanks, without anger, without anything, and I say like this: "Jaffe Ryder, equally empty, equally beloved, equally a coming Buddha", then turn to the next, say, "David O. Selznick, equally empty, equally beloved, equally a coming Buddha", though don't take such names as David O. Selznick, I only take those who know because when I say "still coming Buddha," I want to think about their eyes - take here, for example, Morley, his blue eyes conductive glasses: when I think "still coming Buddha", and think about those eyes and just see a genuine slim calm and the truth of his coming Buddhahood. And then think of the eyes of his enemy.