Silence tells the seeker in us to love, to love himself. It tells us it is wrong to hate ourselves because of our imperfections. When the seeker loves himself, loves the Divine within himself, he eventually realises the Ultimate Truth.

The satisfaction of life May not be ours, But the beauty of hope Is all ours.

Music is the language of God. God's language, music, is not like mathematics or geometry. It is a language of love. If we love music, that is enough.

Peace we achieve When we do not expect anything From the world, But only give, give, and give Unconditionally What we have and what we are.

There comes a time in the seeker's life when he discovers that he is at once the lover and the beloved. The aspiring soul which he embodies is the lover in him. And the transcendental Self which he reveals from within is his Beloved.

No religion is absolutely perfect. Yet not only do we fight for religion, but also are we often willing to sacrifice our lives for it. And what we hopelessly fail to do is to live it. A true religion is that which has no caste, no creed, no colour. It is but an all-uniting and all-pervading embrace.

Love of the limited self, the very limited self, is another name for human love. Love of the entire world is another name for divine love.