It’s only words and
words is all I have.

“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”

“You have power over your mind—not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.”

“Musafir hoon yaaron, na ghar hai na thikana; mujhe chalte jaana hai, bas chalte jaana.”

I am a traveller, my friends—without a home or destination; I must keep moving, simply keep moving.

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”

“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.”

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”

“A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.”

“Aur bhi dukh hain zamane mein mohabbat ke siwa.”

There are other sorrows in the world besides love.

“Hazaaron khwahishen aisi ke har khwahish pe dam nikle.”

A thousand desires like this—each one worth dying for.

“Kuch to majbooriyan rahi hongi; yun koi bewafa nahin hota.”

There must have been some compulsions; no one is disloyal without reason.

“Moko kahan dhoonde re bande, main toh tere paas mein; na teerath mein, na moorat mein, na ekant niwas mein.”

Where do you search for me, seeker? I am close to you—not in pilgrimages, idols, or lonely retreats.

“Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.”