“A stable mind is like the hub of a wheel. The world may spin around you, but the mind is steady.”

Yoga is an interior penetration leading to integration of being, senses, breath, mind, intelligence, consciousness, and Self. It is definitely an inward journey, evolution through involution, toward the Soul, which in turn desires to emerge and embrace you in its glory.

You do not need to seek freedom in some distant land, for it exists within your own body, heart, mind, and soul.

Yoga teaches us to cure what need not be endured and endure what cannot be cured.

Yoga allows you to find an inner peace that is not ruffled and riled by the endless stresses and struggles of life.

If you have the right mind, your body can do anything.

Happy is the man who knows how to distinguish the real from the unreal, the eternal from the transient and the good from the pleasant by his discrimination and wisdom.

Spirituality is not some external goal that one must seek, but a part of the divine core of each of us, which we must reveal.

Learning is as much an art as teaching

Abhyasa (practice) is a dedicated, unswerving, constant, and vigilant search into a chosen subject pursued against all odds in the face of repeated failures, for indefinitely long periods of time.

There is only one reality, but there are many ways that reality can be interpreted.

Change leads to disappointment if it is not sustained. Transformation is sustained change, and it is achieved through practice.

The best way to overcome fear is to face with equanimity the situation of which one is afraid.

Yoga is a mirror to look at ourselves from within.

The hardness of a diamond is part of its usefulness, but its true value is in the light that shines through it.

As each individual is electrically alive and dynamic, so yoga is a living, dynamic force in life. In order to savor its essence, one needs a religiously attentive dynamic practice done with awareness and absorption.

Everybody should live quietly whether his experiences are happy or sad, whether they are successes or failures. That is contentment.

Science may carry us to Mars, but it will leave the earth peopled as ever by the inept.

History is, and has always been trameled by facts. It may ignore some and deny others; but it cannot accommodate itself unreservedly to theories; it cannot be stripped of things evidenced in favor of things surmised.

We may fail of our happiness, strive we ever so bravely; but we are less likely to fail if we measure with judgement our chances and our capabilities.

If I like a person, I like them. I may like the art and not like the person.

Experience shows that what great role pratice and experience play in education; pratice, the prolonged exercice lead to habit: exemple suggests imitation.

It is the thirtieth of May, the thirtieth of November, a beginning or an end, we are moving into the solstice and there is so much here I still do not understand.

We may feel bitterly how little our poems can do in the face of seemingly out-of-control technological power and seemingly limitless corporate greed, yet it has always been true that poetry can break isolation.

I may be a nut, but I’m fastened to a good bolt, the Lord Jesus Christ.