“If you don’t break your ego, life will break it for you.”

No matter how much we grow, we are never free of daily chores and routines, but to be enlightened is to embrace them. The outside may look the same, but inside you are transformed.

Pride is the cause of the most damaging fall for the soul.

Pride of wealth destroys wealth, pride of strength destroys strength and in the same manner pride of knowledge destroys knowledge.

Don’t judge the moment.

Saying whatever we want, whenever we want, however we want, is not freedom. Real freedom is not feeling the need to say these things.

Treat yourself with the same love and respect you want to show to others.

You can’t be anything you want. But you can be everything you are.

To walk down the same old path and find a new stone is to open your mind.

You are who you are when no one is watching.

Higher values propel and elevate us toward happiness, fulfillment, and meaning. Lower values demote us toward anxiety, depression, and suffering.

All things are temporary and that we can’t truly own or control anything.

We think that success equals happiness, but this idea is an illusion.

A monk mind practices detachment. We realize that everything—from our houses to our families—is borrowed.

Find me someone who has gone to the darkest parts of their own character where they were so close to their own self-destruction and found a way to get up and out of it, and I will bow on my knees to you. You’re my teacher.

Because the only thing that stays with you from the moment you’re born until the moment you die is your breath. All your friends, your family, the country you live in, all of that can change. The one thing that stays with you is your breath.

The more we define ourselves in relation to the people around us, the more lost we are.

Day after day, the echoes of losing you resonate in my bones.

It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life. But what hurts more is knowing you’ll revise that chapter someday, and you’ll erase me completely.

But if we could have been together, what would there be to dream of?

Stranger than fiction is the fiction that you are a stranger to me.

I miss the me I was with you.

I never knew the aftermath would be this painful. I never knew that you miss someone with the same fervour with which you loved them.

It’s been a long time since we said goodbye and yet the echoes of it are still ringing in our ears.

I am not going to apologise for the things I didn’t do and neither should you.