Quotes About Spirituality

Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it's a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.

You can't serve God with a gun.

Baptised by the sky, the world was born again, and hope washed a year's dust and blood from the mountain.

But the soul has no culture. The soul has no nations. The soul has no colour or accent or way of life. The soul is forever. The soul is one.

But I always connected to the people and the purity of their faith, rather than the religious code they followed.

There is another reality beyond what we see with our eyes. You have to feel your way into that reality with your heart. There is no other way.

And her words, there is only love, passed like prayer-bead wishes on a thread of possibility as the music and laughter crashed around me.

What I am saying is that reality—as you see it, and as most people see it—is nothing more than an illusion. There is another reality, beyond what we see with our eyes. You have to feel your way into that reality with your heart. There is no other way.

Love goes on forever, once it begins, even if we come to hate the one we love. Love goes on forever because love is born in the part of us that does not die.

And when the heart has in moment of truth and sorrow, the soul can't be stilled.

The truth is that we are all, every one of us, every atom, every galaxy, and every particle of matter in the universe, moving toward God.

No problem, baba,' he grinned, raising his eyes to the sky for a moment. 'Ooperwale.' The word he'd used was a reference to God, and one of my favourites. More often used in the singular, Ooperwala, it could be roughly translated as The Person Upstairs. Used in the plural, the term meant The People Upstairs.

I think it is possible, and it is reasonable to say, that light is the language of God. Light may be the way that God speaks to the universe, and to us.

Suffering, Khaderbhai once told me, is the way we test our love, especially our love for God.

Glory belongs to God, of course; that's what the world really means. And you can't serve God with a gun.

Her thick, black plait of hair was the rope by which a man might climb to heaven.

There is no fear and there is no greed in love, just as there is no authority or control, which is why it is beyond illusions of power.

Signing off now, but keeping the line open, as always, I'll say Amen.

Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going?

Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it's a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.

Okay the final or ultimate complexity—the place where all this complexity is going—is what, or who, we might call God. And anything that promotes, enhances, or accelerates this movement toward God is good. Anything that inhibits, impedes, or

I surrendered to India, as I did every day, then, and as I still do, every day of my life, no matter where I am in the world.

There is no believing in God. We either know God, or we do not.

Every act of suffering, no matter how small or agonisingly great, is a test of love in some way. Most of the time, suffering is also a test of our love for God.