You may repeat the most marvelous poems. And that is not worth a cent if you don't live it.

It seems to me that the real problem is the mind itself and not the problem which the mind has created and tries to solve.

The word 'innocence' means a mind that is incapable of being hurt.

In the space which thought creates around itself there is no love. This space divides man from man.

Ugliness and evil are necessary for growth but they may be experienced vicariously.

If you lose touch with nature you lose touch with humanity.

I was supremely happy, for I had seen. Nothing could ever be the same. I have drunk at the clear and pure waters and my thirst was appeased. ...I have seen the Light. I have touched compassion which heals all sorrow and suffering; it is not for myself, but for the world. ...Love in all its glory has intoxicated my heart; my heart can never be closed. I have drunk at the fountain of Joy and eternal Beauty. I am God-intoxicated.