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.
The self-confidence one builds from achieving difficult things and accomplishing goals is the most beautiful thing of all.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
Service without ideal of self…trains you to transcend all the artificial distinctions imposed by history and geography, and to realise that the human community is one and indivisible.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
You should discover your own reality and not thwart yourself. For you have the self as your only friend, or as your only enemy.
One’s inner light alone is the means, naught else. When this inner light is kept alive, it is not affected by the darkness of inertia.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
The Self, having in dreams enjoyed the pleasures of sense, gone hither and thither, experienced good and evil, hastens back to the state of waking from which he started. As a man passes from dream to wakefulness, so does he pass from this life to the next.
