Things that are real are given and received in silence.
When love is not at its height, it always creates a mess.
Nothing is the shadow of Everything.
I have come not to teach but to awaken.
Worry is the product of feverish imagination working under the stimulus of desires... It is a necessary resultant of attachment to the past or to the anticipated future, and it always persists in some form or other until the mind is completely detached from everything.
All that lives is striving for happiness; yet a thousand and one pains and fears attend upon every pleasure which man seeks through the ignorance of exclusiveness.