It is possible for one to receive all the glory of the world provided there is absolutely no ill intent, within him.

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!

A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmareto the jeweled vision of a life started anew.

Every kind word or action has an equal reaction. What you put out comes back to you. Why not make it caring and joyful?

Nobody picks on a strong man.

I loved scary movies growing up.

San Francisco is a mad city - inhabited for the most part by perfectly insane people whose women are of a remarkable beauty.

It turns out dentists don't like it very much when you show up for a cleaning in full vampire gear.

Love of life is born of the awareness of death, of the dread of it.

I hope that all the people I love will be happy.

There's no deodorant for desperation.

Mort was hurt by this. It was one thing not to want to marry someone, but quite another to be told they didn't want to marry you.