Love is the merchandise which all the world demands; if you store it in your heart, every soul will become your customer.

Love manifests towards those whom we like as love; towards those whom we do not like as forgiveness.

Things appear different from every different plane from which you look at them, and when a person standing on flat earth asks a person standing on top of a mountain, "Do you also believe something?" the person cannot tell much. The questioner must come to the top of the mountain and see. There can be no link of conversation between them until that time.

The existence of illness in the body may no doubt be called a shadow of the true illness which is held by man in his mind.

What we call music in our everyday language is only a miniature, which our intelligence has grasped from that music or harmony of the whole universe which is working behind everything, and which is the source and origin of nature. It is because of this that the wise of all ages have considered music to be a sacred art. For in music the seer can see the picture of the whole universe; and the wise can interpret the secret and nature of the working of the whole universe in the realm of music.

As long as in love there is "you" and "me," love is not fully kindled.

When we pay attention to nature's music, we find that everything on the Earth contributes to its harmony.