Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

“You become what you believe.“

Faith in oneself is the best and safest course.

Inspiration exists, but it has to find us working.

Understanding a question is half the answer.

Neither numbers nor powers nor wealth nor learning nor eloquence nor anything else will prevail, but purity, living the life, in one word, anubhuti, realization.

The more things are forbidden, the more popular they become.