Jaggi Vasudev Quotes

What is the meaning of life? It is too great a phenomenon to fit into any meaning.

Do you know that people fall in love in war and go to school and go to factories and hospitals and get divorced and go dancing and go playing and live life?

Love is possible as life is possible.

I love everything about the human experience.

Yes, we know more than ever before, and it's a wonder that we get to inhabit a world full of driverless cars and 3D printers. But that doesn't mean that we know any more about the essential things in life - love, faith, death - and it would be dangerous to assume we did. The only thing that gets us through sometimes is a proper, humbled sense that we don't have a clue, we can't be sure what's going to happen next and life will always be much larger than our ideas of it.

Man is the apex of the only world we can ever know.

The highest force in existence is consciousness, and you are that.

Life and death are like inhalation and exhalation. They always exist together.

There is no such things as God's word on earth. Or if there is it is not to be found in books. -Then where is it to be found?- In love. In the laughter of children. In a gift given. In a life saved. In the quiet of morning. In the dead of night. In the sound of the ocean, or the sound of a car. It can be found in anything, anywhere. It is the fabric of our lives, our feelings, the people we live with, things we know to be real.

We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Everything in-between is a gift.

It was not a life, if lived without love.

The physical is only a small aspect of existence. In this cosmos, not even 1% is physical - the rest is non-physical.

Life, what is it but a dream?

Quench love, and what is left of a man's life but the folding of a few jointed bones and square inches of flesh? Who would call that life?

Science and religion have to go hand in hand with the mystery, because there's a certain point beyond which you say, "There are no answers."

The first and foremost reality is that suffering and death are not only enemies of life, but a means of reminding us of life's twin realities, love and hate.

When we are no longer capable of love, we are no longer alive.

Life is our greatest possession and love its greatest affirmation.

O, it's die we must, but it's live we can, And the marvel of earth and sun Is all for the joy of woman and man And the longing that makes them one." (Between the Dusk of a Summer Night, 13-16)

For life, with all its yields of joy and woe Is just a chance o' the prize of learning love.

He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live.

The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.

Life is a sleep, love is a dream; and you have lived if you have loved.

Life often seems like a long shipwreck of which the debris are friendship, glory, and love. - The shores of existence are strewn with them.

Maybe it's all utterly meaningless. Maybe it's all unutterably meaningful. If you want to know which, pay attention to what it means to be truly human in a world that half the time we're in love with and half the time scares the hell out of us. Any fiction that helps us pay attention to that is religious fiction. The unexpected sound of your name on somebody's lips. The good dream. The strange coincidence. The moment that brings tears to your eyes. The person who brings life to your life. Even the smallest events hold the greatest clues.