By only becoming aware of Krishna's greatness we can become aware of our minuteness. That's the way to become Humble.

Holy name alone is sufficient to take you back home back to godhead. However to cultivate the mood of surrender You need a Guru.

The ultimate goal of Bhakti is to get Krishna and we get it by taking shelter of the holy name.

We don't have to become big scholars, we don't have to become big supermen. We simply have to become a humble servant of Lord Krishna.

When we become connected to the supreme spirit then we automatically becomes situated in our spiritual identity.

If you want spiritual life you have to pay the price. The price is the four regulative principles.

Spiritual life is absolute reality. Krishna is real but we have lost the ability to realize him.

The real wealth in Krishna Consciousness is Humility. We don't have to become a big devotee rather we have to become a Humble Devotee.

When we will think deeply, then we will realize that enjoyment is short lasting and reality of it is suffering.

To struggle is difficult but to surrender is easy. Surrender is the beginning of devotion.

When you come before spiritual master, be prepared to get chastised. Spiritual Master's business is to do that. Shisya means who is ready is accept 'sashan' or ready dor getting chastisement.

A life of passion is not an act or a habit but a lifestyle.

Our stomachs live in towns, " said Mma Potokwani, patting the front of her dress. 'That is where the work is. Our stomachs know that. But our hearts are usually somewhere else.

I am at peace with God. My conflict is with Man.

Pak-China friendship is higher than Himalayas, deeper than ocean, sweeter than honey, and stronger than steel.

I think if you don't have it [desire], you're not going to be pushed into anything. You've got to want to do something.

Simply put, music can heal people.

Bands have always written songs against what they see as wrong. Ronald Reagan really made for a lot of songs.

I’d still be nice to you if you were ugly.” “Okay.” A wicked grin slipped over his full lips. He bent his head down and whispered, “I just wouldn’t offer you any cookies.

I think fiction is all about the exercise of the empathetic imagination. Part of what I do is let the stuff I read about meld with what I have experienced.

The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.