Don’t dismiss the heart, even if it’s filled with sorrow. God’s treasures are buried in broken hearts.

Don’t be sad! Because God sends hope in the most desperate moments. Don’t forget, the heaviest rain comes out of the darkest clouds.

Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place.

Sorrow… It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.

Join the community of saints and know the delight of your own soul. Enter the ruins of your heart and learn the meaning of humility.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life’s search for love and wisdom.

The wound is the place where the light enters you.

Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises.

But listen to me. For one moment quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.

Everyone is overridden by thoughts; that’s why they have so much heartache and sorrow.

One of the marvels of the world: The sight of a soul sitting in prison with the key in its hand.

Don’t turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That’s where the light enters you.

Don’t get lost in your pain, know that one day your pain will become your cure.

Be patient where you sit in the dark. The dawn is coming.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

Suffering is a gift; in its hidden mercy.

Greed makes man blind and foolish, and makes him an easy prey for death.

Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Start now.

Prayer clears the mist and brings back peace to the soul.

Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it.

Do good to the people for the sake of God or for the peace of your own soul that you may always see what is pure and save your heart from the darkness of hate.

If you could get rid of yourself just once, the secret of secrets would open to you. The face of the unknown, hidden beyond the universe would appear on the mirror of your perception.

Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it. It will turn to gold. Resurrection will be now. Every moment, a new beauty.

Our greatest strength lies in the gentleness and tenderness of our heart.

The fault is in the one who blames. Spirit sees nothing to criticize.

A little while alone in your room will prove more valuable than anything else that could ever be given you.

This silence, this moment, every moment, if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need. There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty. Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.

A wealth you cannot imagine flows through you. Do not consider what strangers say. Be secluded in your secret heart-house, that bowl of silence.

Stop, open up, surrender the beloved blind silence. Stay there until you see you’re looking at the light with infinite eyes.

When all your desires are distilled; You will cast just two votes – to love more, and be happy.

Whatever happens to you, don’t fall in despair. Even if all the doors are closed, a secret path will be there for you that no one knows. You can’t see it yet but so many paradises are at the end of this path…Be grateful! It is easy to thank after obtaining what you want, thank before having what you want.

My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don’t harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don’t teach what you do not know.

Of all forms of slavery there is none that is so harmful and degrading as that form of slavery which tempts one human being to hate another by reason of his race or color

In any country, regardless of what its laws say, wherever people act upon the idea that the disadvantage of one man is the good of another, there slavery exists. Wherever, in any country the whole people feel that the happiness of all is dependent upon the happiness of the weakest, there freedom exists

I pity from the bottom of my heart any nation or body of people that is so unfortunate as to get entangled in the net of slavery.

 Providence so often uses men and institutions to accomplish a purpose. 

I learned the lesson that great men cultivate love, and that only little men cherish a spirit of hatred. I learned that assistance given to the weak makes the one who gives it strong; and that oppression of the unfortunate makes one weak

Few things can help an individual more than to place responsibility on him, and to let him know that you trust him

Too often the educational value of doing well what is done, however little, is overlooked. One thing well done prepares the mind to do the next thing better. Not how much, but how well, should be the motto. One problem thoroughly understood is of more value than a score poorly mastered.

We must reinforce argument with results

The individual who can do something that the world wants done will, in the end, make his way regardless of his race.

 We don’t just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary 

No greater injury can be done to any youth than to let him feel that because he belongs to this or that race he will be advanced in life regardless of his own merits or efforts. 

Cast down your bucket where you are. 

He who lives outside the law is a slave. The free man is the man who lives within the law, whether that law be the physical or the divine

Great men cultivate love… Only little men cherish a spirit of hatred.

 At the bottom of education, at the bottom of politics, even at the bottom of religion, there must be for our race economic independence

There is no power on earth that can neutralize the influence of a high, simple and useful life. 

A life is not worth much of which it cannot be said, when it comes to its close, that it was helpful to humanity.

A whining crying race may be pitied but seldom respected.