Why are we such tortured human beings, with tears in our eyes and false laughter on our lips? If you could walk alone among those hills or in the woods or along the long, white, bleached sands, in that solitude you would know what meditation is. The ecstasy of solitude comes when you are not frightened to be alone no longer belonging to the world or attached to anything. Then, like that dawn that came up this morning, it comes silently, and makes a golden path in the very stillness, which was at the beginning, which is now, and which will be always there.

Belief creates its own experience; therefore, such an experience is not true.

You cannot prevent a man getting drunk if he wishes to do so, but when he becomes a nuisance, then you interfere.

The ambitious man has never found his true vocation.

When you say that I have followers, let me assure you that I do not want followers, nor would I ever encourage the idea of following.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

Silence is difficult and arduous, it is not to be played with.