The personal needs a base, a body to identify oneself with, just as a colour needs a surface to appear on.

You need not know what you are. Enough to know what you are not. What you are you will never know, for every discovery reveals new dimensions to conquer. The unknown has no limits.

I am told I was born. I do not remember.

Nothing can make you happier than you are. All search for happiness is misery and leads to more misery. The only happiness worth the name is the natural happiness of conscious being.

Who are you?”, my answer would be: “Nothing in particular. Yet, I am.

The desire for truth is the highest of all desires, yet, it is still a desire. All desires must be given up for the real to be.....When all search ceases, it is the Supreme State.

The search for Reality is the most dangerous of all undertakings, for it destroys the world in which you live.