There is another alphabet Whispering from every leaf, Singing from every river, Shimmering from every sky.

My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.

Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.

Teaching others, he corrected himself.

They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.

Fly without wings; Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.

Every man needs his Siren To check his courage and strength When he hears her song In his travels through the unknown.

Why is it that ‘we’ (the Gnani Purush, the enlightened one) do not have any obstruction (antray)? It is because ‘we’ are in a desire-free state (Nirichchhak dasha).

OPIATE, n. An unlocked door in the prison of Identity. It leads into the jail yard.

A friend in need is a friend indeed!

Who has time to make up stories when the truth is so much more interesting?

Things must be felt with the heart.

There really is no such thing as a sick child; there are children who happen to be sick. Think about it, and you will understand the magic of the Camps

I don't know if I have a voice of my own. I don't see me being an important person with something to say. I haven't. I've got nothing to say. My opinion is of no consequence or value.

I think a lot of time, I'm just writing my worst fears.

Writers must constantly ask: what I am trying to say? Surprisingly often, they don't know.