The Buddha did not find peace elsewhere; he found it by finally sitting still with himself.

What you release stops owning you. What you hold too tightly begins to own you instead.

Suffering shrinks the moment we stop feeding it with wanting.

To forgive is to stop carrying a weight that was never yours to keep.

इच्छाओं को सींचने से वे बढ़ती हैं, उन्हें बस देखने से वे स्वयं शांत हो जाती हैं।