For him who has completed the journey, for him who is sorrowless, for him who from everything is wholly free, for him who has destroyed all ties, the fever of passion exists not… He is like a pool, unsullied by mud; to such a balanced one, life’s wanderings do not arise. Calm is his mind, calm is his speech, calm is his action, who, rightly knowing, is wholly freed, perfectly peaceful and equipoised.
There is no limit to joy. Happiness has no end. When you are standing in love of God, every cell in your body jumps for joy. You breathe in and out with the entire universe. In this state, your life is fulfilled.
Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.
That deep silence has a melody of its own, a sweetness unknown amid the harsh discords of the world’s sounds.
If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.
