I can use words to merely paint a picture, but no matter how hard I try, words are always inadequate to depict the highest of realizations.

Theories, philosophies, ideologies, all later, first realization.

Realization begins where explanations end.

Silence is the language of realization, action is the language of revolution.

Intellect that doesn't breed realization, is only dumbness in disguise.

Reality begins with realization.

When the tides of realization rise, words scatter and fade away.

The sweetest realizations of life cannot be expressed with words.

Greater the meaning, fewer the words.