The Flowering Of Love Is Meditation.

Using Another As A Means Of Satisfaction And Security Is Not Love. Love Is Never Security; Love Is A State In Which There Is No Desire To Be Secure; It Is A State Of Vulnerability.

Only When The Mind Is Tranquil-through Self-knowledge And Not Through Imposed Self-discipline-only Then, In That Tranquillity, In That Silence, Can Reality Come Into Being. It Is Only Then That There Can Be Bliss, That There Can Be Creative Action.

If You Have A Great Many Desires, You Will Gradually Eliminate Them One By One, Until You Allow Certain Desires To Dominate And The Others To Die Away.

Without Total Freedom, Every Perception, Every Objective Regard, Is Twisted. It Is Only The Man Who Is Totally Free That Can Look And Understand Immediately. Freedom Implies Really, Doesn't It, The Total Emptying Of The Mind. To Completely Empty The Whole Content Of The Mind — That Is Real Freedom.

Whether We Call Ourselves Communists Or Capitalists, Hindus Or Buddhists, Moslems Or Christians, Whether We Are Blind, Lame, Well Or Happy, This Earth Is Ours...not Somebody Else's...it Is Not Only The Rich Man's Earth, But Our Earth...yours And Mine.