You are so proud of your intelligence," said the master. "You are like a like a condemned man, proud of the vastness of his prison cell.

If you don't look at things through your concepts, you'll never be bored. Every single thing is unique.

You're not living until it doesn't matter a tinker's damn to you whether you live or die. At that point you live. When you're ready to lose your life, you live it.

There is no explanation you can give that will explain away all the sufferings and evil and torture and destruction and hunger in the world! You'll never explain it. Because life is a mystery, which means your thinking mind cannot make sense of it. For that you've got to wake up and then you'll suddenly realize that reality is not the problem, you are the problem.

God in heaven holds each person by a string. When you sin, you cut the string. Then God ties it up again. Making a knot, bringing you a little closer to Him. Again and again your sins cut the string and with each knot God keeps drawing you closer and closer.

Life is easy, life is delightful. It's only hard on your illusions, your ambitions, your greed, your cravings.

Say goodbye to golden yesterdays: or your heart will never learn to love the present.