One day you will disappear on a funeral pyre - just into nothingness, as smoke.

It is beautiful to be alone, it is also beautiful to to be in love, to be with people. And they are complementary, not contradictory.

If whatsoever you have been living can be conveyed by words, that means you have not lived at all.

The longer a person has been dead the greater is the tradition... If Buddha is alive you can barely tolerate him... You cannot believe this man has known the ultimate because he looks just like you... Hungry he needs food, sleepy he wants a bed, ill, he has to rest - just like you... That is why Jesus is worshiped now and yet he was crucified when he was alive. Alive, you crucify him; dead, you worship him.

When you don't have any money, any things, any house - if you are unattached, what is the difficulty in it? But when you have everything and you remain unattached - a beggar in the palace - then something very deep has been attained.

And through meditation comes wisdom - not through studying books, not through scriptures. Through scriptures one can become knowledgeable but no wise. and knowledgeable people are sad, they are bound to be sad because all their knowledge is borrowed. There can be no song in it.

Find ecstasy within yourself. It is not out there. It is in your innermost flowering. The one you are looking for is you.