“The self is known to every one but not clearly. You always exist.”

There is nothing wrong with God’s creation. Mystery and Suffering only exist in the mind.

There must be a subject to know the good and evil. That subject is the ego.

Truth burns up all karma and frees you from all births.

Seeing God without seeing the Self, one sees only mental image. Only he who has seen Himself has seen God, since he has lost individuality, and now sees nothing but God.

Your duty is to be, and not to be this or that. I Am That I Am sums up the whole truth; the method is summarized in Be Still.

Call it by any name, God, Self, the Heart, or the Seat of Consciousness, it is all the same.

The greatest obstacle to enlightenment is getting past your delusion that you are not already enlightened.

The main factor in meditation is to keep the mind active in its own pursuit without taking in external impressions or thinking of other matters.

Wanting to reform the world without discovering one’s true self is like trying to cover the world with leather to avoid the pain of walking on stones and thorns. It is much simpler to wear shoes.

All bad qualities centre round the ego. When the ego is gone, Realisation results by itself. There are neither good nor bad qualities in the Self. The Self is free from all qualities. Qualities pertain to the mind only.

Without knowing the Knower, all the knowledge that one gathers cannot be valid.

The Self is the one Reality that always exists, and it is by the light of the Self that all other things are seen.

Your duty is to Be, and not to be this or that.

The Self is here and now, it is the only Reality. There is nothing else.

You do not like to suffer yourself. How can you inflict suffering on others?

The entire Universe is condensed in the body, and the entire body in the Heart. Thus the Heart is the nucleus of the whole Universe.

Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.

I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.

Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.

In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.

Nobody can guarantee the real terms per pupil funding increase. In the Labour party’s manifesto we know the figures don’t add up.

Don’t let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot.

Perhaps our own opposition to even the level of European integration we have now, let alone any more, is well known.

We all know the stories about the Human Rights Act. About the illegal immigrant who cannot be deported because, and I am not making this up, he had a pet cat.