“Just one smile Immensely increases the beauty Of the universe.”

A spiritual life means: It is now or never.

Love is the only wealth that man absolutely needs. Love is the only wealth that God precisely is.

Be kind, be all sympathy, for each and every human being is forced to fight against himself.

Let us serve the world soulfully. The pay we will receive for our service will be in the currency of gratitude, God’s gratitude, God the only gratitude.

Gratitude is not a mere word; it is not a mere concept. It is the living breath of your real existence on earth.

If we live in our oneness-heart, we will feel the essence of all religions which is the love of God. Forgiveness, compassion, tolerance, brotherhood and the feeling of oneness are the signs of a true religion.

Friendship must never be buried under the weight of misunderstanding.

The greatest misfortune that can come to a human being is to lose his inner peace. No outer force can rob him of it. It is his own thoughts, his own actions, that rob him of it.

Gratitude is pure happiness. Happiness is sure perfection.

Wrong thoughts are inside us just because we identify ourselves with these thoughts. If we identify with something else, immediately they have to leave us.

Not by blaming the world, not by shunning the world, but only be loving the world can I have peace of mind.

There comes a time in the seeker’s life when he discovers that he is at once the lover and the beloved. The aspiring soul which he embodies is the lover in him. And the transcendental Self which he reveals from within is his Beloved.

Try not to change the world. You will fail. Try to love the world. The world is changed. Changed forever.

Fear is bound to disappear when you realize that failure is not something shameful, damaging, destructive, or painful, but something natural.

If we call ourselves children of God, then others are also children of God.

I did not come into the world to prove anything. I came into the world to love everyone and everything.

I was the kind nobody thought could make it. I had a funny Boston accent. I couldn’t pronounce my R’s. I wasn’t a beauty.

Solitude produces originality, bold and astonishing beauty, poetry. But solitude also produces perverseness, the disproportianate, the absurd and the forbidden.

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.

I don’t want to show my body to the ones, who often close their eyes, when it’s time to praise the beauty of my mind and soul.

I feel fine and comfortable with myself, but not because I’m beautiful.

There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.

She has the scent of cinnamon summer that the roots of winter absorb.

What is really beautiful must always be true.