What spreads the stench of bad conduct? It is the egoism and other ‘flaws’.

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!

What is it like to be a Spokane Indian without wild salmon? It is like being a Christian if Jesus had never rolled back the stone and risen from his tomb.

Everything is funny from some angle, I assure you it is. It's just a matter of where you're standing.

This nation is so friendly that the leading cause of injury is getting passionately embraced by strangers.

Perhaps the least cheering statement ever made on the subject of art is that life imitates it.

I beg you, put an end to the occupation. I beg the Italian government and the Italian people to put pressure on the government to pull out.

You walked out of my dreams and into my car.

The socialistic conception of the West was born in an environment reeking with violence.

In November 1963, [Malcolm X] gives his famous message to the grassroots address in Detroit, which really kind of marks off the real turning point in his own development.

My family was a good family, I had a great Canadian education and I came up in a great, little town like Ottawa.

The walls of rude minds are scrawled all over with facts, with thoughts. They shall one day bring a lantern and read the inscriptions.