“God cannot be explained… God can only be lived.”

The objective of spiritual advancement is not so much ‘works’ but the quality of life free from ego-consciousness.

All illusion comes and goes, but the soul remains unchanged. What is meant by God-realization is to actually experience this important thing that the soul is eternal.

Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. Want nothing and you will have everything.

A mind that is fast is sick. A mind that is slow is sound. A mind that is still is divine.

I love everybody. Each one plays the role they have to play, but in the spiritual arena there are people who are even closer to me than that.

True love is no game of the faint-hearted and the weak; it is born of strength and understanding.

There is no such thing as evil. Only relative degrees of good.

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.

I need to be able to explain myself in context.

We have to explain ourselves to people all the time. We have to say, “Yes, I am a unicorn, believe in me.”

I had this one rock band I used to listen to, but I forgot the name of them.

When my words fail to explain how I feel let my kiss tell you all you need to know.

Is not self-sufficiency itself insufficient to explain self-sufficiency?

I don’t have to explain anything to anybody.

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!

The sound of glass speaks quick, disdain and conceals what your eyes fight to explain.