“Do not hate anybody, because that hatred which comes out from you must, in the long run, come back to you. If you love, that love will come back to you, completing the circle.”

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.

The history of the world is the history of a few men who had faith in themselves.

Anyone that hates on you is always below you, because they’re just jealous of what you have.

Unlike the pattern which seems to prevail in the rest of life, in the human species the weak not only survive but often triumph over the strong. The self-hatred inherent in the weak unlocks energies far more formidable then those mobilized by an ordinary struggle for existence.

I am a sore loser. I’ve always been like that ever s’nce I started playin’ sports and just life in general. I hate to lose and I play to win.

These haters can’t hold me back.

Do not hate or fear the artist in yourselves… Honor and love him do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night.

The problem, of course, was that [he] saw the world in black and white. And he got to decide what was black and what was white. You can’t love a person who lives that way without fearing him too. Maybe even hating him a little.

Fame opportunely despised often comes back redoubled.

I hate writing, I love having written.