If you keep the burden on your head, God (Bhagwan) will move away.

The worldly life means a market place of sensual pleasures. Worldly life means false (temporary) happiness all the time. And moksha (liberation) means permanent happiness all the time.

Believing happiness to be in the eternal thing is called the enlightened vision (samkit).

There is no happiness in what worldly people believe happiness in, there is happiness in what Gnani [the enlightened one] believes the happiness in. What people regard as happiness is not happiness.

Things do not give unhappiness, ignorance (of one’s real Self) does.

One who experiences prasantta [blissful happiness] within, he will have prasantta [blissful happiness] externally. The mind is a mirror (reflection) for the external.

The law of nature is such that everyone gets happiness according to their needs. The ‘tender’ that everyone (of us) fills out, is indeed fulfilled.

The ‘egoism’ that is used to hurt others will hurt one’s own self. The ‘egoism’ that is used to give happiness to others becomes cause for his own happiness.

A person who thinks he is right, causes great hurt to others and that is why hurt will come to him. A person who believes ‘I am right’, causes a lot of pain to others.

Without the 'applied awareness' of the Soul, 'happiness' cannot arise.

Your success in worldly life (sansar) is in proportion to your faith and truthfulness!

The one who love power becomes dictator and one who admires power becomes slave.

Despite her words about letting go, melancholy washed over her. Because words are easy and often thrown around with trite intentions.

The ultimate relationship is within thyself, knowing that all other relationships are a projection or a reflection of our ability or inability to love.

The HurricaneThe tree lay downon the garage roof and stretched, You have your heaven, it said, go to it.

... my early writing was a silent fury - at what or whom, I had no idea - but I shut it in until it burned my bones and now, I've let it out...

After the Soviet collapse, Marxism is a relic, a pathetic anachronism reduced to its last redoubts: North Korea, Cuba, and the English departments of the more expensive American universities.

In the beginning, there was silence. And out of the silence came the sound. The sound is not here.

We can let circumstances rule us, or we can take charge and rule our lives from within.

When you get up in the morning and know you're doing something you love, feel fit and look after yourself, it's just a great thing to do.

I want to go to Morocco really bad.