“The activity affected by causes like fainting, sleep, excessive joy, grief, possession by spirits, fear etc goes to the heart, its own place.”

Self-reform automatically brings about social reform.

You need not aspire for or get any new state. Get rid of your present thoughts, that is all.

Once the current of awareness of the self is set afoot, it becomes everlasting and continuous by intensification.

Grace is within you. If it were external, it would be useless.

Whenever a thought arises, instead of trying even a little either to follow it up or to fulfil it, it would be better to first enquire, “To whom did this thought arise?”

All that is required to realise the Self is to “Be Still.

You are all searching for the silence of the mountain. But you’re looking for something outside. This silence is accessible to you right now, inside the center of your own being.

Meditation helps concentration of the mind. Then the mind is free from thoughts and is in the meditated form.

What comes will also go. What always is will alone remain.

Aim high, aim at the highest, and all lower aims are thereby achieved. It is looking below on the stormy sea of differences that makes you sink. Look up, beyond these and see the One Glorious Real, and you are saved.

Mind is consciousness which has put on limitations. You are originally unlimited and perfect. Later you take on limitations and become the mind.

Mind is a wonderful force inherent in the Self.

There is nothing so simple as being the Self. It requires no effort, no aid. One has to leave off the wrong identity and be in his (her) eternal, natural, inherent state.

I Am’ is the name of God, God is none other than the Self.

We are so engrossed with the objects, or appearances revealed by the light, that we pay no attention to the light.

The pure mind is itself Brahman; it therefore follows that Brahman is not other than the mind of the sage.

One morning, I poured the apple juice into the specimen tube. The nurse held it up and said, ‘It’s a little cloudy.’ I took the tube from her and said, ‘Let me run it through again,’ and drank it. The nurse fainted.

This hill though high I covent ascend; The difficulty will not me offend; For I perceive the way of life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let’s neither faint nor fear.

True love is no game of the faint-hearted and the weak; it is born of strength and understanding.

Love and forgiveness is not for the faint-hearted.

Fortune never helps the fainthearted.

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?

The life of faith is not a life of mounting up with wings, but a life of walking and not fainting.

Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.