“My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky.”

I sell mirrors in the city of the blind.

The external forces conceal from the eyes the deep meaning of existence; True faith resides in the heart.

When you feel most alive, find out why, This is one guest you won’t greet twice.

Sing such a song with all of your heart that you’ll never have to sing again.

When the Guest is being searched for, it is the intensity of the longing for the Guest that does all the work. Look at me, and you will see a slave of that intensity.

It is the spirit of the quest which helps.

I laugh when I hear the fish in the water is thirsty.

I don’t think there is such a thing as an intelligent mega-rich person. For who with a fine mind can look out upon this world and hoard what can nourish a thousand souls.

I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. I laugh when I hear that people go on pilgrimage to find God.

Be quiet in your mind, quiet in your senses, and also quiet in your body. Then, when all these are quiet, don’t do anything. In that state truth will reveal itself to you.

I do not quote from the scriptures; I simply see what I see.

The truth of love is the truth of the universe: it is the lamp of the soul that reveals the secrets of darkness.

Don’t open your diamonds in a vegetable market. Tie them in bundle and keep them in your heart, and go your own way.

Nada is found within. It is a music without strings which plays in the body. It penetrates the inner and outer and leads you away from illusion.

Look at you, you madman! Screaming you are thirsty and dying in a desert, when all around you there is nothing but water!

All know that the drop merges into the ocean but few know that the ocean merges into the drop.

Katy Perry still gets me every time. She’s very funny in person! We met at the Teen Choice Awards and she pulled my cheeks apart and told me how cute I was. My life was literally flashing before my eyes!

Thoughts on a tapestry. Colour or black and white. A brush, a pen, A flash of light. Ideas flowing soon, about to take flight.

How we experience memory sometimes, it’s not linear. We’re not telling the stories to ourselves. We know the story; we’re just seeing it in flashes overlaid.

It’s funny because what happens to me when I read a script, when something grabs hold of me, I start getting these flashes of people or places or things or images.

It’s funny because what happens to me when I read a script, when something grabs hold of me, I start getting these flashes of people or places or things or images.

Like a flash of lightning and in an instant the truth was revealed.

I had an occasional flash of understanding, but then got selfishly wrapped up again in my own problems and pleasures.

My whole life just flashed in front of my eyes And the best part is – it all rhymes