“Everything is ended if you forgive and forget.”

This is the first lesson to learn: be determined not to curse anything outside, not to lay the blame upon anyone outside, but stand up, lay the blame on yourself. You will find that is always true. Get hold of yourself.

Blame nobody else, do not commit the mistake of the ignorant.

Books are infinite in number and time is short. The secret of knowledge is to take what is essential. Take that and try to live up to it.

We, we, and none else, are responsible for what we suffer. We are the effects, and we are the causes.

If you are pure, if you are strong, you, one man are equal to the whole world.

It is the greatest manifestation of power to be calm.

The remedy for weakness is not brooding over weakness, but thinking of strength.

When death is so certain, it is better to die for a good cause.

The test of progress is the amount of renunciation that one has attained.

In whatever name or form they are offered, all these flowers are laid at God’s feet, for He is the one Lord of all, the one Soul of all souls.

All the forces that are working in this body have been produced out of food; we see that every day.

Man always is perfect, or he never could become so; but he had to realise it.

Be grateful that the poor man is there, so that by making a gift to him you are able to help yourself.

Neither money pays, nor name pays, nor fame, nor learning; it is CHARACTER that cleave through adamantine walls of difference.

I have come to this conclusion that there is only one country in the world which understands religion – it is India.

The awakening of the soul to its bondage and its effort to stand up and assert itself – this is called life.

I’d love to work with Drake; I’d love to work with Frank Ocean, Jay Z, and Kanye. The list is endless. Dua Lipa

Seeking is endless. It never comes to a state of rest; it never ceases.

I am he that buries his friends alive and drowns them and draws them alive again from the water. I came from the end of a bag, but no bag went over me.

End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.

For even the very wise cannot see all ends.

All’s well that ends better.

I will never find the faces for all the goodbyes I’ve made.

For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.