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

Anything that is said is not the truth. It is a statement of truth, and no statement is the truth.

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

Any product of the mind is a reaction of the past, a synthesis of what is old.

Feelings are constantly changing. None is dependable for long. You can love someone intensely today, and tomorrow or next month not feel a thing. Except perhaps for the feeling of doubt or depression that what was so beautiful could change so quickly.

You can't realise love or yourself until you are still enough to drop down through the restlessness and frustrations into that deeper level of your being

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.