“Respect life, revere life. There is nothing more holy than life, nothing more divine than life.”

I love, because my love is not dependent on the object of love. My love is dependent on my state of being.

There is a deep desire in everyone to commit suicide for the simple reason, that life seems to be meaningless.

Aloneness is your nature. You were born alone, you will die alone. And you are living alone without understanding it, without being fully aware of it. You misunderstand aloneness as loneliness; it is simply a misunderstanding. You are sufficient unto yourself.

A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love.

It is a strange thing ,that every child is born with a closed hand , and every body dies with an open hand.

The past is no more and the future is not yet: both are unnecessarily moving in directions which don’t exist.

The greatest fear in the world is of the opinions of others. And the moment you are unafraid of the crowd you are no longer a sheep, you become a lion. A great roar arises in your heart, the roar of freedom.

If you really want peace on earth, create peace in your heart, in your being. That is the right place to begin with and then spread.

Freedom is the intrinsic desire of each man, each woman – utter freedom, absolute freedom.

One just needs a little alertness to see and find out: Life is really a great cosmic laughter.

A woman is to be loved, not understood. That is the first understanding.

Falling in love, you remain a child; rising in love, you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love – now you are love.

Each person comes into this world with a specific destiny – he has something to fulfill, some message has to be delivered, some work has to be completed.

Once you have started seeing the beauty of life, ugliness starts disappearing. If you start looking at life with joy, sadness starts disappearing.

A certain darkness is needed to see the stars.

Love is never a relationship; love is relating.

Knowledge of divine things for the most part is lost to us by incredulity.

At the touch of this divine light, the mountains seemed to kindle to a rapt, religious consciousness, and stood hushed like devout worshippers waiting to be blessed.

I mean the flesh, never fade! The flesh never leave the creation, see, because with that divine spirit the flesh cannot fade. If the spirit is weak then the flesh fade, seen?

My earthly parents don’t know my potential or my divine qualities. They weren’t taught how to diagnose or be aware of such things.

Religion and philosophy are to be preserved distinct. We are not to introduce divine revelations into philosophy, nor philosophical opinions into religion.

The idea of a divine creator belittles the elegant reality of the universe.

For me, love must be ugly, looks must be divine, and death must be beautiful.

I believe nothing happens by mistake. You know, the universe has a divine plan. That sounds dramatic.