The savor of wandering in the ocean of deathless life has rid me of all my asking: As the tree is in the seed, so all diseases are in this asking.

The river that flows in you also flows in me.

Be quiet in your mind, quiet in your senses, and also quiet in your body. Then, when all these are quiet, don't do anything. In that state truth will reveal itself to you.

I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. I laugh when I hear that people go on pilgrimage to find God.

All know that the drop merges into the ocean but few know that the ocean merges into the drop.

Love does not grow on trees or brought in the market, but if one wants to be "LOVED" one must first know how to give (unconditional) LOVE.

What is a holy person? The one who is aware of others' suffering.

Listen to your own Self. If you listen to that Self within, then you find the Truth.

All darkness vanished, when I saw the Lamp within my heart.

I sell mirrors in the city of the blind.

But if a mirror ever makes you sad you should know that it does not know you.

Your self-reliance, self-appraisal and self- perception depends on how successful you are at knowing who God has created you to become

There is no time for regrets. Regrets relate to the past. We have been there. We need to progress to the future.

A flowing stream waters the flowers.

If ever there was a time this country needed the intervention of God, it is now.

Live every day as if you've come back in time from a dystopian future to try and prevent everything from breaking.

What fun it would be to be poor, as long as one was excessively poor! Anything in excess is most exhilarating

The job, of course, will never be finished. For a nation, as for an individual, education is a perpetually unfinished journey, a continuing process of discovery.

There is a balance in between where you can still make art, but it does not have to be insular.

If you bounce a tennis ball against a wall it will come back to you the same way every time. But if you shift the wall a few degrees it will come back another way.

God made the rose out of what was left of woman at the creation. The great difference is, we feel the rose's thorns when we gather it; and the other's when we have had it for some time.