Just as I sit down to meditate, all the vilest subjects in the world come up. The whole thing is nauseating. Why should the mind think thoughts I do not want it to think? I am as it were a slave to the mind.

Cowards never win victories. We have to fight fear and troubles and ignorance if we expect them to flee before us.

Even the greatest fool can accomplish a task if it were after his or her heart. But the intelligent ones are those who can convert every work into one that suits their taste.

Renounce and give up. What did Christ say? "He that loseth his life for my sake shall find it." Again and again did he preach renunciation as the only way to perfection. There comes a time when the mind awakes from this long and dreary dream-the child gives up its play and wants to go back to its mother. Renunciation is not asceticism. Are all beggars Christ? Poverty is not a synonym for holiness; often the reverse.

Morality is the struggle of the bound will to get free and is the proof that we have come from perfection. . . .

The natural state of this universe is attraction; and that is surely followed by an ultimate disunion.

All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.