Buddha used to say, ‘You go to the see and taste from this side, from the shore, go in the boat in the middle and taste there, and you will find the same taste.
That is the taste of a grown – up person – always the same! Formal, he is the same; informal, he is the same. In love he is the same; in logic he is the same. In society he is the same; alone, in privacy, he is the same. His sameness is his grown – up- ness. His centre has become his periphery, so in or out there is no distinction; he is oneness.
That is the meaning of the English word ‘individuality’. He is an individual. You cannot divide, he is indivisible.