When you are no more, only then for the first time will you be.

The Truth Is That Existence Wants Your Life To Become A Festival Because When You Are Unhappy, You Also Throw Unhappiness All Around.

The mind is continuously running around. It never sits, it can't sit. Sitting seems to be death to it, and in a way it is.

Love is the fire in which everything is reduced to ashes. Only God will be saved. Only God cannot burn.

If you go into it, it is marriage that has created prostitution. And prostitution will never disappear from the world unless marriage disappears; it is the shadow of marriage. In fact prostitutes have been saving marriage. It is a safety measure so the man can go once in a while, just for a change, to any other woman, a prostitute, and save his marriage and its permanency.

It does not matter if you are a rose or a lotus or a marigold. What matters is that you are flowering.

As long as the "I" is there, love cannot be. All that we call love is only desire, longing, passion and attachment; as long as ego is there, all these bind one.