Selflessness is the sign of the selfless; Bow down at the door of the selfless. The selfless are of the highest authority, The kings of the time and the wearers of the crest and crown.
That the birds of worry and care fly over your head, this you cannot change, but that they build nests in your hair, this you can prevent.
To understand oneself profoundly, one needs balance. Neither renunciation nor acquiescence.
If you wish to be free, know you are the Self, the witness of all these, the heart of awareness. Set your body aside, sit in your own awareness. You will at once be happy, forever still, forever free.
If a man considers that he is born, he cannot avoid the fear of death. Let him find out if he has been born or if the Self has any birth. ...Find from where thoughts emerge. Then you will be able to abide in the ever-present inmost Self and be free from the idea of birth or the fear of death.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of inner light of the Self.
Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
When your sense of self is no longer tied to thought, is no longer conceptual, there is a depth of feeling, of sensing, of compassion, of loving, that was not there when you were trapped in mental concepts. You are that depth.
