Yoga adds years to your life and life to your years.

Love is the language of the soul when it is not colored by emotion, ego, or attachment.

Range is of the ego, form is of the soul.

If you don't have the background awareness of oneness, duality becomes real.

Practicing yoga is like tuning up your car: it allows the bode to function in accordance with what it was designed to do.

When consciousness has no thoughts in it, one can experience spirit and live in harmony with the universal forces.

When our consciousness is quiet, the waves of thought cease and we see clearly enough to relate back to our spirit. we connect with who we really are.

When you know who you truly are, you can live more freely and in tune with your karma.

You are not your thoughts, and you are not the product of your thoughts.

A guru is needed not to worship, but to direct you.

Who you truly are is a place of no particular thing, but all things at once.

Sometimes a little discomfort in the beginning can save a whole lot of pain down the road.

...if he had married Mrs. Albert Grantham for her money I freely admit that no man marries without a reason and with her it would have been next to impossible to think up another one....

I don’t think love is blind, true love is probably the most clear-eyed state of being there is.’‘Maybe you’re right. Maybe with true love, you see and you love anyway…

I meant what I said to Embryo about drugs. We don’t mix. What it comes down to for me is I have a hard enough time keeping control over my brain without something else getting in the way.

Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow.

It's hard to be clear about who you are when you are carrying around a bunch of baggage from the past. I've learned to let go and move more quickly into the next place.

Le silence e ternel de ces espaces infinis m'effraie. The eternal silence of these infinite spaces fills me with dread.

There is visual illiteracy with text-oriented films like bloody 'Harry Potter' and 'Lord of the Rings.'.

The old-fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out.

A pious fraud. [Lat., Pia fraus.]