“So when a person dies in a state of ignorance, he is born again; but when he becomes well baked in the fire of true knowledge and dies a perfect man, he is not born again.”

The waves belong to the water. Does the water belong to the waves?

There is water inside the jar and water outside, but the jar is still there. The ‘I’ is the jar.

As a boy holding to a post or a pillar whirls about it with headlong speed without any fear or falling, so perform your worldly duties, fixing your hold firmly upon God, and you will be free from danger.

Allow others also equal liberty to stand by their own faith and opinion.

One should not think, ‘My religion alone is the right path and other religions are false.’ God can be realized by means of all paths.

The tree laden with fruits always bends low. If you wish to be great, be lowly and meek.

The world is impermanent. One should constantly remember death.

Man suffers through lack of faith in God.

He is born in vain, who having attained the human birth, so difficult to get, does not attempt to realize God in this very life.

If a white cloth is stained even with a small spot, the stain appears very ugly indeed. So the smallest fault of a holy man becomes painfully prominent.

You should not feel that your path is the only right path and that other paths are wrong. You mustn’t bear malice toward others.

Spirituality automatically leads to humility. When a flower develops into a fruit, the petals drop off on its own.

God, the true Philosopher’s Stone, Who answers every prayer, Lies hidden deep within your heart.

Dwell, O mind, within yourself; Enter no other’s home. If you but seek there, you will find All you are searching for.

As long as I live, so long do I learn.

Only two kinds of people can attain self-knowledge: those who are not encumbered at all with learning,

There’s no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.

I have lived a long time, and one thing I have come to see is that one is well served by a degree of both humility and charity when judging the inner workings of another person’s heart.

I was becoming the cold, emotionally crippled monster I always wanted to be, and I wasn’t so sure I liked it. But it was too late. The metamorphosis was already well under way.

To live well is to live concealed.

I desire to live in peace and to continue the life I have begun under the motto ‘to live well you must live unseen’.

He who hid well, lived well.

I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well.

My wells have run dry, but not because i miss you any less, I finally accept that this is life.