The flute is hollow within; that is why the Master can play the sweetest melodies through it.

The true temple is built without bricks or mortar; its pillars are truth, its roof is love, its altar is peace.

He who has found the inner treasure walks as a sovereign king through the poorest alleyways.

The moon shines in full glory without competing with the stars; abide in your own authentic light.

The honeycomb is filled with sweetness drop by drop; build your character through small, daily acts of virtue.

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.