Soul is at home in the deep, shaded valleys. Heavy torpid flowers saturated with black grow there. The rivers flow like warm syrup. They empty into huge oceans of soul.

I consider others as just brothers and sisters. Nothing barrier.

Whether you believe in God or not does not matter much, whether you believe in Buddha or not does not matter so much; as a Buddhist, whether you believe in reincarnation or not does not matter so much. You must lead a good life.

We forget that despite the superficial differences between us, people are equal in their basic wish for peace and happiness.

For change to happen in any community, the initiative must come from the individual.

As human beings, we are only able to survive in dependence upon the co-operation, help and kindness of other fellow humans.

We often add to our pain and suffering by being overly sensitive, over-reacting to minor things, and sometimes taking things too personally.