Because of this, all things are

 

... beyond all this, there is the purity of incredible beauty, the beauty not of things, which thought or feeling has put together, or the gift of some craftsman, but as a river that wanders, nourishng and indifferent, polluted and made use of; it´s there, complete and rich in itself. And a strength that has no value in man´s social structure and behaviour. But it is there, unconcerned, immense, untouchable. Because of this, all things are.

 

Krishnamurti´s notebook - 8. ágúst; bls. 48.