But listen to me: For one moment, quit being sad.
Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.
God.
– Rumi
The perfect mystic is not an ecstatic devotee lost in contemplation of Oneness, nor a saintly recluse shunning all commerce with mankind, but “the true saint” goes in and out amongst the people and eats and sleeps with them and buys and sells in the market and marries and takes part in social intercourse, and never forgets God for a single moment.
– Abu Said Ibn Abi-L-Khayr
What exists in truth is the Self alone. The world, the individual soul and God are appearances in it.
Like silver in mother-of-pearl, these three appear at the same time and disappear at the same time.
The Self is that where there is absolutely no ‘I-thought’.
That is called ‘Stillness’.
The Self itself is the world; the Self itself is ‘I’; the Self itself is God;
all is Siva, the Self.
– Ramana Maharshi