Saints guide people on the path of religion [dharma] and the Gnani Purush [the enlightened one] grants ‘liberation’ (moksha).

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!

In a way, being an addict is very proactive. A good addiction takes the guesswork out of death. There is such a thing as planning your getaway.

There is a God-shaped vacuum in every heart.

My cat can eat a whole watermelon.

I had an attachment disorder.

When you're six years old, you don't look at things the way an adult looks at things.

Public reason arguments can be good or bad just like other arguments.

In Kabul, hot running water had been like fathers, a rare commodity.

And my Christianity, first and foremost, governed the way that I tried to deal with people.

Every time we create something new we go from zero to one.

It was not in me It came and went I wanted to hold it It was held by wine (I no longer know what it was)