Believe me, there is no goal, nor a way to reach it. You are the way and the goal, there is nothing else to reach except yourself.

Pure knowledge is not imparted by another; it comes unmasked. It is the one that is listening: it is your own true nature.

Find what is it that never sleeps and never wakes, and whose pale reflection is our sense of 'I'

As long as the mind is there, your body and your world are there. Your world is mind-made, subjective, enclosed within the mind, fragmentary, temporary, personal, hanging on the thread of memory.

The world is like a sheet of paper on which something is typed. The reading and the meaning will vary with the reader, but the paper is the common factor, always present, rarely perceived. When the ribbon is removed, typing leaves no trace on the paper. So is my mind - the impressions keep on coming, but no trace is left.

The root of fear is the feeling of not being what you are.

Seeking out causes is a pastime of the mind. There is no duality of cause and effect. Everything is its own cause.