I have on my table a violin string. It is free to move in any direction I like. If I twist one end, it responds; it is free. But it is not free to sing. So I take it and fix it into my violin. I bind it and when it is bound, it is free for the first time to sing.

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

Only in love are unity and duality not in conflict.

Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty that can modulate their isolation into a harmony with the whole.

Love gives beauty to everything it touches.

If religion, instead of being the manifestation of a spiritual ideal, gives prominence to scriptures and external rites, then does it disturb the peace more than anything else.

Faith is a bird that can see the light when it is dawn and starts singing in the dark.