Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. Want nothing and you will have everything.

When nothing upsets you, you are at the beginning of the path. When you desire nothing, you are halfway on the path; when nothing becomes everything, you are perfected.

No amount of prayer or meditation can do what helping others can do.

Happiest is he who expects no happiness from others. Love delights and glorifies in giving, not receiving. So learn to love and give, and not to expect anything from others.

The satisfaction derived from the fleeting things of life is not lasting; and our wants remain unfulfilled. There is thus a general sense of dissatisfaction accompanied by all kinds of worries.

Light can penetrate any amount of darkness but no amount of darkness can penetrate light.

Feelings and emotions are only the creation of mind and energy. Love is the creation of the soul.

It is not so much that you are within the cosmos but that the cosmos is within you.

Difficulties give us the opportunity to prove our greatness by overcoming them.

If we suffer in the sufferings of others and feel happy in the happiness of others, we are loving God.

Pure love is matchless in majesty; it has no parallel in power and there is no darkness it cannot dispel.

My heart had melted into something akin to a sensation of happiness, peace of mind one might even say, at the realization that I had now reached the very bottom of agony.

Even that exquisite hunger he aroused at her, fiercely sweet as it might be, posed a threat to her sanity.

Some Christian leaders . . . are willing to give up some of the teachings of the Bible in order to harmonize Christianity with the other religions.

Photography is all about secrets. The secrets we all have and will never tell.

Even secular humanism has great spiritual resources; it is almost like a religion to me.

As thou hast created me out of mingled air and glitter, I thank thee for it. [Ger., Wie aus Duft und Glanz gemischt Du mich schufst, dir dank ich's heut.]

Were it not for the bone in the legge, all the world would turne Carpenters (to make them crutches).

Fine art is in the last consequence, philosophy expressed visually.

We exist solely because we have a body and a mind ? a mind that arises out of the body. If this were true, we would cease to exist after our body was gone.

It is not the tempest, nor the earthquake, nor the fire, but the still small voice of the Spirit that carries on the glorious work of saving souls.