"My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening."

"Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted."

"We cannot see Beauty till we let go our hold of it. It was Buddha who conquered the world, not Alexander - this is untrue when stated in dry prose - oh when shall we be able to sing it? When shall all these most intimate truths of the universe overflow the pages of printed books and leap out in a sacred stream like the Ganges from the Gangotrie?"

"When at last we have to die it will be time enough to get cold.While we are on fire let us seethe and boil."

"The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself."

"What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real."

"The time has come when I must divest Bimala of all the ideal decorations with which I decked her. It was owing to my own weakness that I indulged in such idolatry. I was too greedy. I created an angel of Bimala, in order to exaggerate my own enjoyment. But Bimala is what she is. It is preposterous to expect that she should assume the role of an angel for my pleasure. The Creator is under no obligation to supply me with angels, just because I have an avidity for imaginary perfection."

"You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long."

"Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf."

"Spurious fame spreads from tongue to tongue like the fog of the early dawn before the sun rises."

"Truth in her dress finds facts too tight. In fiction she moves with ease."

"I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy."

"My husband was very eager to take me out of purdah. One day I said to him, "What do I want with the outside world?""The outside world may want you," he replied."

"The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough."