When a man is perfect, he sees perfection in others. When he sees imperfection, it is his own mind projecting itself.

When we come to nonattachment, then we can understand the marvelous mystery of the universe: how it is intense activity and at the same time intense peace, how it is work every moment and rest every moment.

Whatsoever has form must be the result of combinations of particles and requires something else behind it to move it.

Live for an ideal and leave no place in the mind for anything else.

Unselfishness is more paying, only people have not the patience to practice it.

We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. The wind is blowing; those vessels whose sails are unfurled catch it, and go forward on their way, but those which have their sails furled do not catch the wind. Is that the fault of the wind?....... We make our own destiny.

Until we give up the world manufactured by the ego, never can we enter the kingdom of heaven. None ever did, none ever will.