“If you are the sun, clouds are not a problem.”

When you realise the stillness in movement, life becomes love in motion.

Does love need to know that it is love?

We are born as children of ignorance, on a journey to be a child of awareness.

The simple answer to the constant struggle is silence.

Free will exist only in a confused mind.

Don’t be afraid to be deeply alone, aloneness creates stillness, stillness creates healing, healing opens up to love, and in that love the concept of being alone dissolve.

Who could ever think that not believing in myself was freedom.

The nature of the mind is silence, When that becomes clear, the whole show is included.

Silence will remove the veil of ignorance.

In the moment you choose not to be vulnerable towards your pain and suffering you also build a wall towards happiness, towards awakening.

I was born to do nothing, seems lazy, but we are all born to realise that there is nothing we can do.

When you awaken to your silent nature there is a realization that you are happy without being someone, that you love without loving someone. This love includes everything.

When the mind is empty of the “me”, the heart is full of love.

The happy ending is that it is not ending.

It takes two to suffer.

In a moment of silence, I forgot about the sorrow of yesterday and the uncertainty of tomorrow. Could it be that simple! That this happy moment is life.

He sighed. The clouds I can handle. But I can’t fight with an eclipse.

Before we had airplanes and astronauts, we really thought that there was an actual place beyond the clouds, somewhere over the rainbow. There was an actual place, and we could go above the clouds and find it.there.

The President cannot make clouds to rain and cannot make the corn to grow. He cannot make business good, although when these things occur, political parties do claim some credit for the good things that have happened in this way

Its okay to rest your head in the clouds every once in a while.

Look for the Sunlight through the Clouds.

Wise Man: One who sees the storm coming before the clouds appear.

Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.

It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring us there to be.