When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

Trust exists; only lies are invented.

It is less dangerous to treat most men badly than to treat them too well.

Onehour of thoughtful solitude may nerve the heart for days of conflict girdingup its armor to meet the most insidious foe.

Two prisonerswhose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on the wall. Thewall is the thing which separates them but is also their means ofcommunication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

Onelearns by doing the thing; for though you think you know it, you have nocertainty until you try.

A status symbol is an instrument you clash when you want someone to know you are there.

It isimpossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument.

Peoplewho can't admit they are part of the problem, will never be part of itssolution.

He who truly knows has no occasion to shout

Ho puri dil ki har khwaish teri, Ho khushiyon bhara jahaan tera, Agar tu maange aasmaan ka ek taara, To khuda de-de tumko aasmaan saara.