Neither this body am I, nor soul, Nor these fleeting images passing by, Nor concepts and thoughts, mental images, Nor yet sentiments and the psyche's labyrinth. Who then am I? A consciousness without origin, Not born in time, nor begotten here below. I am that which was, is and ever shall be, A jewel in the crown of the Divine Self, A star in the firmament of the luminous One.

Lamps are different, but light is the same.

To wander in the fields of flowers, pull the thorns from your heart.

Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.

What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.

You show your worth by what you seek.

I looked for God. I went to a temple and I didn't find him there. Then I went to a church and I didn't find him there. Then I went to a mosque and I didn't find him there. Then finally I looked in my heart and there he was.

Be suspicious of what you want.

Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop.

All your anxiety is because of your desire for harmony. Seek disharmony, then you will gain peace.

If you look too closely at the form, you miss the Essence.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love.

Be patient where you sit in the dark. The dawn is coming.

Finding faults is for those with tired minds.

Don't dismiss the heart, even if it's filled with sorrow. God's treasures are buried in broken hearts.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

While the mind sees only boundaries, Love knows the secret way there.

Our greatest strength lies in the gentleness and tenderness of our heart.

You are more valuable than both heaven and earth. What else can I say? You don’t know your own worth.

The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.