“You need nothing to be happy – you need something to be sad.”

Leave your existence to existence, stop caring for yourself so much and let the universe care for you; it is the best mother.

Don’t belong to anything. Don’t belong to anyone. Just Be. Feel your Being first and foremost, and don’t compare or compete. Just Be your Being.

You ask, ‘How to live my life?’ But with the question you are suffocating life itself, for life is spontaneity.

Don’t try and save yourself. The self that is trying to be saved is not you.

If you could look inside the Heart of any and every single human being, you would fall in love with them completely. If you see the inside as it really Is and not as your mind projects it to be, you would be so purely in love with the whole thing.

When you drop all your ideas, fantasies and projections about who you are and what freedom is and remain completely empty, this is freedom.

The greatest step towards a life of happiness and simplicity is to let go. Trust in the power that is already taking care of you spontaneously without effort.

If you seek approval from others in this world, you will not know happiness.

Everything is just now. Your existence is just now. Just timeless Now. All the rest is just a dream due to conditioning and memory.

Your mantra is thank you. Just keep saying thank you. Don’t explain. Don’t complain. Just say thank you. Say thank you to existence.

Out of the formless the forms appear.

Actually, being what you are is the simplest. What is difficult is to stop being what you are not.

If you are curious, you will learn. If you are desperate, you will discover.

When you don’t want to be interesting, you are free.

There is an intuitive knowing within us that we are eternal but this gets covered over with the noise we create while identifying with the impermanent.

At the end of the day, you can have something in your head, something in your hand, or something in your heart. What are you choosing?

That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.

People aren’t born sad; we make them that way.

My instinct is to put my sadness aside, and give them a smile or a hug, no matter how bad I’m feeling.

When we feel sad, all we need to do is to count our blessings, no matter how few we notice.

So we can feel grateful for what we have been given. Sadness soon disappears and, in return, we get inspired to bless others.

We’re not going to play the blues anymore. Let the white folks play the blues. They got ’em, so they can keep ’em.

The blues to me is like being very sad, very sick, going to church, being very happy … it’s sort of a mixed up thing. You just have to feel it.

The Potters smiled and waved at Harry and he stared hungrily back at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he was hoping to fall right through it and reach them. He had a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible sadness.