“The satisfaction derived from the fleeting things of life is not lasting; and our wants remain unfulfilled. There is thus a general sense of dissatisfaction accompanied by all kinds of worries.”

If I were to ask the famous Henry Ford to come over here and do what I tell him to do, would he do it? Never! But if I were to make a thousand-year-old corpse come alive before his eyes, he would jump at the chance to stay here and wash my clothes!

There is only one question. And once you know the answer to that question there are no more to ask.

When nothing upsets you, you are at the beginning of the path. When you desire nothing, you are halfway on the path; when nothing becomes everything, you are perfected.

Love and forgiveness is not for the faint-hearted.

The purpose of life is to realize God within ourselves. This can be done even whilst attending to our worldly duties.

The entire life of the personal ego is continually in the grip of wanting, i. e., an attempt to seek fulfilment of desires through things that change and vanish. But there can be no real fulfilment through the transient things

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.

It is all too easy to draw conclusions and make sweeping judgments about millions of Muslim women based on fleeting television images. That is not right.

If the Fleeting World is but a long dream, it does not matter whether one is young or old.

Every day has been so short, every hour so fleeting, every minute so filled with the life I love that time for me has fled on too swift a wing.

The thoughts of others were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.