“What are men? Mortal gods. What are gods? Immortal men.”

Without injustices, the name of justice would mean what?

All things come into being by conflict of opposites.

Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn’t even be there, eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the one, one is a warrior, and he will bring the others back.

Realize that war is common and justice is strife, and that all things come into being and pass away through strife.

Deliberate violence is more to be quenched than a fire.

To be evenminded is the greatest virtue. Wisdom is to speak the truth and act in keeping with its nature.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.

Couples are wholes and not wholes, what agrees disagrees, the concordant is discordant. From all things one and from one all things.

Whoever cannot seek the unforeseen sees nothing for the known way is an impasse.

Dog bark at what they don’t understand.

And some men are as ignorant of what they do when awake as they are forgetful of what they do when asleep.

And some men are as ignorant of what they do when awake as they are forgetful of what they do when asleep.

Bigotry is the sacred disease.

If you do not hope, you will not win that which is not hoped for, since it is unattainable and inaccessible.

Hide our ignorance as we will, an evening of wine soon reveals it.

To get everything you want is not a good thing. Disease makes health seem sweet. Hunger leads to the appreciation of being full-fed. Tiredness creates the enjoyment of resting.

He who wears unclean garments, has dirty teeth, is a glutton, speaks unkindly and sleeps after sunrise – although he may be the greatest personality – will lose the favour of Lakshmi.

He who wears unclean garments, has dirty teeth, is a glutton, speaks unkindly and sleeps after sunrise – although he may be the greatest personality – will lose the favour of Lakshmi.

God will never adjust His agenda to fit ours. He will not speed up His pace to catch up with ours; we need to slow our pace in order to recover our walk with Him. God will not scream and shout over the noisy clamor; He expects us to seek quietness, where His still small voice can be heard again.

When you accept the fact that sometimes seasons are dry and times are hard and that God is in control of both, you will discover a sense of divine refuge, because the hope then is in God and not in yourself.

God chooses what we go through; we choose how we go through it.

No iron chain, or outward force of any kind, could ever compel the soul of man to believe or to disbelieve: it is his own indefeasible light, that judgment of his; he will reign and believe there by the grace of God alone!

People often ask me whether I believe in God. I haven’t seen God. But I think that one’s beliefs are one’s God – and, in those terms, yes, God is there.

Every breath we draw is a gift of God’s love; every moment of existence is a grace.