You are so used to the support of concepts that when your concepts leave you, although it is your true state, you get frightened and try to cling to them again.

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

When I see I am nothing, that is wisdom. When I see I am everything, that is love. My life is a movement between these two.

When pain is accepted for what it is, a lesson and a warning, and deeply looked into and heeded, the separation between pain and pleasure breaks down, both become just experience - painful when resisted, joyful when accepted.

Meet you own self. Be with your own self, listen to it, obey it, cherish it, keep it in mind ceaselessly. You need no other guide.

Reality is neither subjective nor objective, neither mind nor matter, neither time nor space. These divisions need somebody to happen to, a conscious separate center. But reality is all and nothing, the totality and the exclusion, the fullness and the emptiness, fully consistent, absolutely paradoxical. You cannot speak about it, you can only lose yourself in it.

I am that by which I know 'I am'