“Music without words means leaving behind the mind. And leaving behind the mind is meditation. Meditation returns you to the source. And the source of all is sound.”

A learned man’s knowledge will be of no avail to him if he doesn’t have control over his tongue.

I’ve burned my own house down, the torch is in my hand.Now I’ll burn down the house of anyone who wants to follow me.

When you really look for me you will see me instantly.

Listen to your own Self. If you listen to that Self within, then you find the Truth.

Though One Brahman is the Cause of the Many. Behold but One in all things it is the second that leads you astray.

I sell mirrors in the city of the blind.

The external forces conceal from the eyes the deep meaning of existence; True faith resides in the heart.

When you feel most alive, find out why, This is one guest you won’t greet twice.

Sing such a song with all of your heart that you’ll never have to sing again.

When the Guest is being searched for, it is the intensity of the longing for the Guest that does all the work. Look at me, and you will see a slave of that intensity.

It is the spirit of the quest which helps.

I laugh when I hear the fish in the water is thirsty.

I don’t think there is such a thing as an intelligent mega-rich person. For who with a fine mind can look out upon this world and hoard what can nourish a thousand souls.

I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. I laugh when I hear that people go on pilgrimage to find God.

Be quiet in your mind, quiet in your senses, and also quiet in your body. Then, when all these are quiet, don’t do anything. In that state truth will reveal itself to you.

I do not quote from the scriptures; I simply see what I see.

In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.

The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders, its factories, its law-courts and its universities. The frozen Mind cracks between the mineral staves which close upon it.

Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.

Science is unpoetic only to minds jaundiced with sentiment and romanticism, the great masters of the past boasted all they could of it and found it magical.

Volumes are now written and spoken upon the effect of the mind upon the body. Much of it is true. But I wish a little more was thought of the effect of the body on the mind.

I’ve always had to prove myself to people growing up. I had to show them that I could do this and I could do that and paying no mind to what the critics said.

One must let the play happen to one; one must let the mind loose to respond as it will, to receive impressions, to sense rather than know, to gather rather than immediately understand.

Illness sets the mind free sometimes to roam and surmise.