People remind me of my age, but while practising I am beyond my body and its age.

When an asana is done correctly the body movements are smooth, there is lightness in the body and freedom in the mind.

The material body has a practical reality that is accessible. It is here and now, and we can do something with it. However, we must not forget that the innermost part of our being is also trying to help us. It wants to come out to the surface and express itself.

Through surrender the aspirant's ego is effaced, and . . . grace . . . pours down upon him like a torrential rain.

Your body exists in the past and your mind exists in the future. In yoga, they come together in the present.

The physical body is not only a temple for our soul, but the means by which we embark on the inward journey toward the core.

For me there were only two ways on the precipice - either I have to fall in or I have to fall out, to accept or say good-bye. The moment I crossed the precipice, it no longer was a discipline - it became a passion, an urge to pursue. Then I experienced freedom. Freedom comes when the discipline revolutionizes the discipline as a passion for the art.