At times I feel as if I am spread out over the landscape and inside things, and am myself living in every tree, in the plashing of the waves, in the clouds and the animals that come and go, in the procession of the seasons.

Becoming conscious is of course a sacrilege against nature; it is as though you had robbed the unconscious of something.

When goals go, meaning goes. When meaning goes, purpose goes. When purpose goes, life goes dead on our hands.

Psychological type is nothing static - it changes in the course of life.

Yoga in Mayfair or Fifth Avenue, or in any other place which is on the telephone, is a spiritual fake.

Hitler's movement is near to Mohammedanism.

The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.