“Once you free yourself from the meanness of the mind, an indiscriminate sense of love and inclusion arises.”

Anything yields to you only to the extent you pay attention to it.

My mother set the ambiance for me, without which I would not be what I am.

Society should not shape individual human consciousness. Human consciousness should shape society.

No Limits Have Been Fixed To Your Mind. You Can Make It Mundane Or Magical.

The mind is an endless game. You should not play it all the time.

If you are constantly aware of your mortal nature, you will only do what truly matters.

If you break the shell of your personality, you will simply be present – as life is, as the Divine is, just a Presence.

If You’re Intense & Relaxed At the Same Moment, You Are a Full-fledged Life.

Karma is about shifting responsibility from heaven to yourself. In this, you become the very maker of your own destiny.

In reality, karma has nothing to do with reward and punishment.

Everything that happens in the material world is essentially a certain kind of wave. If you are a good sailor, every wave is a possibility.

Human Beings Are Not Suffering Life, They’re Suffering Memory & Imagination.

The sole carrier in this pandemic is the human being. If we as human beings become conscious and bring Yoga into everyone’s life, stopping the pandemic in its tracks is very much in our hands.

Mother Earth is so generous. If only we give her the chance, she will restore everything in absolute abundance and beauty.

When every activity you perform becomes an offering, then karma cannot bind you.

Youth Is Not Just a Number, Youth Means You Are Constantly In the Making.

Our attitude in the face of life’s challenges determines our suffering or our freedom.

An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.

Submission is the willingness to give up our right to ourselves, to freely surrender our insistence on having our own way all the time.

O, wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, An’ foolish notion.

A world I dream where black or white, Whatever race you be, Will share the bounties of the Earth And every man is free.

I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak. I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.

The boundary to what we can accept is the boundary to our freedom.

I tire so of hearing people say, Let things take their course. Tomorrow is another day. I do not need my freedom when I’m dead. I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread.