I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping...I hear it in the deep heart's core.

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.

There is only one romance the Soul's.

Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.

My wretched dragon is perplexed.

The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of shadows on the deed alone.

The mystical life is at the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write.

How can we know the dancer from the dance?

Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.