In the mirror of your mind all kinds of pictures appear and disappear. Knowing that they are entirely your own creations, watch them silently come and go. Be alert, but not perturbed. This attitude of silent observation is the very foundation of yoga. You see the picture, but you are not the picture.

Wisdom is knowing I am nothing, Love is knowing I am everything, and between the two my life moves.

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.

You are not the body. You are the immensity and infinity of consciousness.

You want to know yourself. For this keep steadily in the focus of consciousness, the only clue you have: your certainty of being. Be with it, play with it, ponder over it, delve deeply into it, till the shell of ignorance breaks open and you emerge into the realm of reality.

When all names and forms have been given up, the real is with you. You need not seek it.

A quiet mind is all you need. All else will happen rightly, once your mind is quiet.