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.

By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.

You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

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.

Music fills the infinite between two souls

The biggest changes in a women's nature are brought by love; in man, by ambition

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

We live in the world when we love it.

Patriotism cannot be our final spiritual shelter; my refuge is humanity. I will not buy glass for the price of diamonds, and I will never allow patriotism to triumph over humanity as long as I live.

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

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

Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

Men are cruel, but Man is kind.

YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,' said the dewdrop to the lake.

The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

The highest education is that which does not merely give us information but makes our life in harmony with all existence.

Power said to the world, "You are mine." The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, "I am thine." The world gave it the freedom of her house.

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

We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every second.

When you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

Age considers; youth ventures.

The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.

The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.

God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.

I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

Death belongs to life as birth does The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down

Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.

Only in love are unity and duality not in conflict.

If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out.

The greed for fruit misses the flower.

Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.

Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

Inspiration follows aspiration.

In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good.

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.

For we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself.

Facts are many, but the truth is one.