Man invents war. Man discovers peace. He invents war from without. He discovers peace from within. War man throws. Peace man sows. The smile of war is the flood of human blood. The smile of peace is the love, below, above.

If your Lord Supreme requests you to do something, rest assured he has already given you the capacity - even more than necessary - long before you actually need it.

When you invent something, there will always be people to criticise. God's creation is full of critics, but has God given up His creation because of the critics?

How can one know who his spiritual teacher is?...His heart looks at the spiritual Masters and makes the choice. When the heart sees a spiritual Master, if it is overwhelmed with joy, then there is every probability that that spiritual Master is the right one for the seeker.

To hope is to send darkest night into exile.

First of all, let us try to know what love is. If love means to possess someone or something, then that is not real love, not pure love. If loves means to give oneself, to become one with everything and everyone, then that is real love. Real love is total oneness with the object loved and with the Possessor of love.

When I meditate, I feel I am vast, very vast.