No one in my world had ever asked about the value of labeling, judging, discriminating, and categorizing experience or suggested that by doing so we distance ourselves from experience. We call it a beautiful sunrise on the Ganges and don't ever really see it because we have dispensed with it by giving a name and a label. Perhaps we write a poem about it to capture it in words or take a photograph of it and feel satisfied that we 'got it'. We name so-and-so as a friend or an enemy. The next time we encounter that person, the pigeonhole is ready. Are not our minds perpetually busy in these manners?
Diana Eck, Encountering God: A Spiritual Journey form Bozeman to Manares