“I am also an artist. I have the whole world as my canvas. I paint souls.”

Whether men soar to outer space or dive to the bottom of the deepest ocean they will find themselves as they are, unchanged, because they will not have forgotten themselves nor remembered to exercise the charity of forgiveness.

All illusion comes and goes, but the soul remains unchanged.

Illusion throughout is illusion. There is no end to it, just as there is no end to imagination.

You must make bold experiments in life!

It’s a divine art to be cheerful.

All that lives is striving for happiness; yet a thousand and one pains and fears attend upon every pleasure which man seeks through the ignorance of exclusiveness.

There is no greater romance in life than this adventure in realization.

One has to go beyond the mind to experience the spiritual bliss of desirelessness.

I love everybody. Each one plays the role they have to play.

Love is nothing if it is not spontaneous. It cannot be a conclusion of reasoning.

When a person tells others “Be good,” he conveys to his hearers the feeling that he is good and they are not.

The book that I shall make people read is the book of the heart, which holds the key to the mystery of life

Don’t Worry Be Happy

Love is the reflection of God’s unity in the world of duality. It constitutes the entire significance of creation.

I am also a painter. I paint the hearts of people with colors of spirituality.

Sometimes our weakness is considered strength, and we take delight in borrowed greatness.

Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.

Painting will bring a lot of good thoughts to your heart.

I put on the canvas whatever comes into my mind.

I am the first to be surprised and often terrified by the images that I see appear on my canvas.

Every canvas offers a new perspective.

While I am working I am not conscious of what I am putting on the canvas.

A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light.

Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination.