Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold.

When I run after what I think I want, my days are a furnace of distress and anxiety; If I sit in my own place of patience, what I need flows to me, and without any pain. From this I understand that what I want also wants me, is looking for me and attracting me. There is a great secret in this for anyone who can grasp it.

This being human is a guest house. Every morning is a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor… Welcome and entertain them all. Treat each guest honorably. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

Keep silent, because the world of silence is a vast fullness. 

Why are you knocking at every door? Go, knock at the door of your own heart.

Everything about yesterday has gone with yesterday. Today, it is needed to say new things.

Your radiance shines in every atom of creation yet our petty desires keep it hidden.

Whenever they rebuild an old building, they must first of all destroy the old one.

Two there are who are never satisfied – the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.

Peaceful is the one who’s not concerned with having more or less. Unbound by name and fame, he is free from sorrow from the world and mostly from himself.

When you lose all sense of self, the bonds of a thousand chains will vanish.

O, happy the soul that saw its own faults.

Clean out your ears, don’t listen for what you already know.

Anything which is more than our necessity is poison. It may be power, wealth, hunger, ego, greed, laziness, love, ambition, hate or anything.

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

The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires.

The world is a mountain, in which your words are echoed back to you.

Let go of your mind and then be mindful. Close your ears and listen.

Whatever purifies you is the right path, I will not try to define it.

Conventional opinion is the ruin of our souls.

Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.