From innumerable complexities we must grow to simplicity; we must become simple in our inward life and in our outward needs.

If you have no love, do what you will - go after all the gods on earth, do all the social activities, try to reform the poor, the politics, write books, write poems - you are a dead human being. Without love your problems will increase, multiply endlessly.

The earth doesn't belong to anyone. It is the land upon which all of us are to live for many years, ploughing, reaping and destroying. You are always a guest on this earth and have the austerity of a guest. Austerity is far deeper than owning only a few things. The very word austerity has been spoilt by the monks, by the sannyasis, by the hermits. Sitting on that high hill alone in the solitude of many things, many rocks and little animals and ants, that word has no meaning.

Love, and don't be caught in opinions and ideas about what love is or should be.

There is no end to relationship. There may be the end of a particular relationship, but relationship can never end; to be is to be related.

Begin where you are. Read every word, every phrase, every paragraph of the mind, as it operates through thought.

Follow the wandering, the distraction, find out why the mind has wandered; pursue it, go into it fully. When the distraction is completely understood, then that particular distraction is gone. When another comes, pursue it also.