“Desire is a bonfire that burns with greater fury, asking for more fuel.”

Whenever and wherever you put yourself in touch with GOD, that is the state of meditation.

Do not contemplate on death; it is just an incident in life; contemplate on God, who is the master of all life.

There is only one caste the caste of humanity. There is only one religion the religion of love. There is only one language the language of the heart.

There is only one royal road for the spiritual journey – Love

The secret of happiness is not in doing what you like but in liking what you have to do.

Before you speak, ask yourself, is it kind, is it necessary, is it true, does it improve the silence?

The secret of happiness is not in doing what you like but in liking what you have to do.

God, if you think, God you are. Dust if you think, dust you are. As you think, so you become. Think God, be God.

All is divine, all is God, and unity is divinity.

Cultivate the heart to raise a harvest of Truth, Righteousness, Peace and Love. This crop has to be raised in your heart and should be shared with others.

Let us live and move in harmony. Let us grow together. Let us cherish the wisdom that we have acquired together. Let us live in complete harmony without any misunderstanding.

Love as Thought is Truth. Love as Action is Right Conduct. Love as Understanding is Peace. Love as Feeling is Non-violence.

Life is a challenge, meet it! Life is a dream, realize it! Life is a game, play it! Life is love, enjoy it!

Less talk – more work! There is too much talking going on. Because of excessive talking, spiritual energy is being wasted.

You are not one person, but three: The one you think you are; The one others think you are; The one you really are.

A person might be an expert in any field of knowledge or a master of many material skills and accomplishments. But without inner cleanliness his brain is a desert waste.

Some souls just burn for each other.

Don’t pretend that you care for me don’t pretend you’re there for me I’ll burn some bridges if I need to start to realize that I don’t need you.

Tears like flame slide down my skin, they burn like the memory of you.

Trust can burn bridges and as easily burn them down, don’t play with it.

These bridges that we walk across they weren’t build to be burned.

The sky is on fire I am, too cigarette burns on my faded tattoo.

We burn incandescent memories lungs aching with washed-out oxygen as if we weren’t to meet again.

His love set her on fire and she loved the way it burned.