WE HAVE SEEN that hunger and breathing are desires of the body. There are other desires that are not of the body, but again man seldom pauses to observe these desires in himself.

When the robot mind is mastered, undisciplined thinking ceases and is replaced by awareness. Awareness can know love.

Acknowledgement is the only way to keep love alive.

Love is all around you like the air, and is the very breath of your being.

Nothing is true in self-discovery unless it is true in your own experience. This is the only protection against the robot levels of the mind.

Truth does not need argument, agreement, theories or beliefs. There is only one test for it and that is to ask yourself 'Is the statement true or false in my experience?'

You can experience consciousness now by experiencing the fact that you exist.

The whole purpose of existence is to bring love into existence where it is needed.

No man can teach another self-knowledge. He can only lead him or her up to self-discovery - the source of truth.

All love - love of children, love of parents, love of God or life - comes out of making physical love. Without the making of love there is no body to love anything.

Love is the state of enlightenment and enlightenment is the state of love. You can't make any separation between them. Enlightenment is the state of no feelings and pure knowledge and so is love.

I don't have technique because I never learnt any.

To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.

Hatred is a death wish for the hated not a life wish for anything else.

I don't care who anybody sleeps with.

God did not give me my life to throw it away.

Tolerated people are never conciliated. They live on, but the aroma of their life is lost.

I also have been called that terrible "N" word straight to my face and not known what to do about it because it was just in like 1993 that someone called me that.

That which God plants he will take care to keep watered.

If your project has real substance, ultimately the money will follow you like a common cur in the street with its tail between its legs.

A fair feeld ful of folk fond I ther bitwene -Of alle manere of men, the meene and the riche,Werchynge and wandrynge as the world asketh.