The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
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.
You should discover your own reality and not thwart yourself. For you have the self as your only friend, or as your only enemy.
To become conscious we must become Self-aware in the awareness of the observer Self-observing.
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 be at once happy, forever still, forever free.
Selfless service alone gives the needed strength and courage to awaken the real you sleeping in your heart.
All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of inner light of the Self.
The self-confidence one builds from achieving difficult things and accomplishing goals is the most beautiful thing of all.
