He had loved and he had found himself. Most people love to lose themselves.

During deep meditation it is possible to dispel time, to see simultaneously all the past, present, and future, and then everything is good, everything is perfect, everything is Brahman.

An enlightened man had but one duty - to seek the way to himself, to reach inner certainty, to grope his way forward, no matter where it led.

Most people...are like a falling leaf that drifts and turns in the air, flutters, and falls to the ground. But a few others are like stars which travel one defined path: no wind reaches them, they have within themselves their guide and path.

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

Love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is only your aversion to it that hurts, nothing else.

Each man's life represents a road toward himself.