Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.

A lamp can only light another lamp when it continues to burn in its own flame.

You are invited to the festival of this world and your life is blessed.

The more one lives alone on the river or in the open country, the clearer it becomes that nothing is more beautiful or great than to perform the ordinary duties of one's daily life simply and naturally.

Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.

By unrighteousness man prospers, gains what appears desirable, conquers enemies, but perishes at the root.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love.

You can't cross a sea by merely staring into the water.

The human soul is on its journey from the law to love, from discipline to liberation, from the moral plane to the spiritual.

... let us unite, not in spite of our differences, but through them. For differences can never be wiped away, and life would be so much the poorer without them. Let all human races keep their own personalities, and yet come together, not in a uniformity that is dead, but in a unity that is living.

If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door- or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.

Unless you have found God in your own soul, the whole world will seem meaningless to you.

Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it.

In death the many become one; in life the one become many.

The main object of teaching is not to give explanations, but to knock at the doors of the mind.

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.

The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees, the stars, and the blue hills ache with a meaning which can never be uttered in words.

Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.

Only those of tranquil minds, and none else, can attain abiding joy, by realizing within their souls the Being who manifests one essence in a multiplicity of forms.

It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.

Age considers; youth ventures.