“Within the body there is played Music unending, though without stringed instruments That music of the Word pervades the entire creation Who listens to it is freed from all illusion.”

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I do not quote from the scriptures; I simply see what I see.

The truth of love is the truth of the universe: it is the lamp of the soul that reveals the secrets of darkness.

Don’t open your diamonds in a vegetable market. Tie them in bundle and keep them in your heart, and go your own way.

Nada is found within. It is a music without strings which plays in the body. It penetrates the inner and outer and leads you away from illusion.

I think my quarry is illusion. I war against magic. I believe that, though illusion often cheers and comforts, it ultimately and invariably weakens and constricts the spirit.

The envied are like bureaucrats; the more impersonal they are, the greater the illusion (for themselves and for others) of their power.

If a man proves too clearly and convincingly to himself…that a tiger is an optical illusion–well, he will find out he is wrong.

In many ways, constancy is an illusion.

Anything beyond the limits and grasp of the human mind is either illusion or futility; and because your god having to be one or the other of the two, in the first instance I should be mad to believe in him, and in the second a fool.

Let us be under no illusion.

The success of a work of art, to my mind, may be measured by the degree to which it produces a certain illusion; that illusion makes it appear to us for the time that we have lived another life – that we have had a miraculous enlargement of experience.

Imbeciles to be in great places, people of sense in small, and mankind generally unhappy. But the world as it stands is no narrow illusion, no phantasm, no evil dream of the night; we wake up to it, forever and ever; and we can neither forget it nor deny it nor dispense with it.