“It is middling. The selfish love is the lowest. It only looks towards its own happiness, no matter whether the beloved suffers weal or woe”

All religions are true. God can be reached by different religions. Many rivers flow by many ways but they fall into the sea. They all are one.

It is easy to bend the young heart towards God, but the untrained heart of the old escapes the hold whenever it is so drawn.

Through selfless work, love of God grows in heart.

The young bamboo can be easily bent, but the full grown bamboo breaks when it is bent with force.

You speak of doing good to the world. Is the world such a small thing? And who are you, pray, to do good to the world?

Sugar and sand may be mixed together, but the ant rejects the sand and goes off with the sugar grain; so pious men lift the good from the bad.

The magnetic needle always points to the north, and hence it is that sailing vessel does not lose her direction.

If you want to go east, don’t go west.

Imagine a limitless expanse of water: above and below, before and behind, right and left, everywhere there is water. In that water is placed a jar filled with water.

The world is impermanent. [All things change. Knowing this helps you see the end of any difficulty and thereby have hope.]

First realise God, see Him by means of spiritual discipline. If He imparts power you can do good to others; otherwise not.

So long as the heart of man is directed towards God, he cannot be lost in the ocean of worldliness.

God can be realized through all paths. All religions are true. The important thing is to reach the roof.

The same old sins take possession of him again. He is hardly out of the waters before they fall upon him.

But it is not sufficient to bind him again into the world.

Live in the world like a waterfowl. The water clings to the bird, but the bird shakes it off. Live in the world like a mudfish.

There are so many ways that things can fall apart, or fail to work altogether, and it is always wounded people who are holding it together.

I wish to be as brave as the moon; because even by the darkness, she always finds a way to shine.

I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end.

You’re uniquely you in every way in darkness is where we play.

The way of science is paved with discarded theories that were once declared self-evident.

Machines have altered our way of life, but not our instincts. Consequently, there is maladjustment.

In all the ways I have grown I wish I didn’t grow away from you.

The best way to be misunderstood is to care too much.