Our talk is right and the other person’s talk is wrong, however if a conflict occurs, then it is wrong.

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!

Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.

Good enough may be an acceptable end, but it should never be an acceptable goal.

The moral backbone of literature is about that whole question of memory. To my mind it seems clear that those who have no memory have the much greater chance to lead happy lives.

I would really love to do a musical, I don't know in what capacity but something funny.

I always wanted more - more of everything.

Time the great destroyer of other men's happiness, only enlarges the patrimony of literature to its possessor.

I am just blessed they are such great, really wonderful kids.

Unless we insist that politics is imagination and mind, we will learn that imagination and mind are politics, and of a kind we will not like.

Avicenna California...Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.

Even today, skiffle is a defining part of my music. If I get the opportunity to just have a jam, skiffle is what I love to play.