The physician took my pulse and shook his head; he did not know that my sickness was the sweet longing for the Divine.

When the mind is silent, the unstruck sound (*Anahata*) fills the universe with heavenly harmony.

The rose blooms amidst sharp thorns yet shares its fragrance with friend and foe alike; be like the rose.

The ocean never runs dry because it receives all streams with open arms; expand your heart to hold all beings.

The cloud gives rain without asking whose field it waters; let your benevolence be unconditional.

The wound is the place where the light enters you.

What you seek is seeking you.

The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.

Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.

You cannot find peace by avoiding life.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Out of your vulnerabilities will come your strength.

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.