When one is in love with existence one feels such blessing, such bliss, that it is natural to bow down in deep gratitude.

Anger is fear in disguise.

Move as a total being, and accept things. Just for twenty-four hours, try it - total acceptance, whatsoever happens. Someone insults you, accept it; don't react, and see what happens. Suddenly you will feel an energy flowing in you that you have not felt before.

By 'Love' people mean a certain kind of monopoly understanding a simple fact: that the moment you possess a living being you have killed him.

Hence the tension, the anxiety, the anguish of humanity. The more you fight with death, the more anxiety-ridden you will become, you are bound to become. That's a natural consequence of it.

Fame is foolish, it is pointless, meaningless. Even if the whole world knows you, how does it make you richer? How does it make your life more blissful? How does it help you to be more understanding, to be more aware? To be more alert, to be more alive?

The real religion is not imitation of anybody else, it is a search to find out your own authentic self, who you are.