When at length we tire of putting people down, this self-inflicted fatigue can give way to the invigorating calisthenics of lifting people up.

God does not begin by asking us about our ability, but only about our availability, and if we then prove our dependability, he will increase our capability.

The soul is like a violin string: it makes music only when it is stretched.

If, in the end, you have not chosen Jesus Christ it will not matter what you have chosen.

The more seriously we work on our own imperfections, the less we are judgemental of the imperfections of others.

We should certainly count our blessings, but we should also make our blessings count.

No love is ever wasted. Its worth does not lie in reciprocity.

The submission of one's will is really the only uniquely personal thing we have to place on God's altar. The many other things we 'give' are actually the things He has already given or loaned to us.

We should not assume; however, that just because something is unexplainable by us, it is unexplainable.

Trials and tribulations tend to squeeze the artificiality out of us, leaving the essence of what we really are and clarifying what we really yearn for.

You rock a sobbing child without wondering if today's world is passing you by, because you know you hold tomorrow tightly in your arms.

To remain lying on thorns (kanta) is called boredom (kantado).

When I think of what I already lived through it seems to me I was shedding my bodies along the paths.

Sachin is passionate for cricket and fame is passionate for Sachin.

I'm honored to have the greatest temperament that anybody has, because we know how to win.

Martial arts is for defense. It's not for attacking. So when people are fighting, always, always, defend.

It's nice to be one of the most beautiful people.

If the current is right, one can drift to success.

Your heart is like an infinitely large hole, and only God is big enough to fill it.

Get up; repent. Come to God. Get the pattern of your life from Him, and then go about your work and be yourself.

What is next to ecstasy? Pain. What is next to pain? Nothingness. What is next to nothingness? Hell.