Sri Guru Granth Sahib

Burn worldly love, rub the ashes and make ink of it, make the heart the pen, the intellect the writer, write that which has no end or limit.

Even Kings and emperors with heaps of wealth and vast dominion cannot compare with an ant filled with the love of God.

The world is a drama, staged in a dream

Speak only that which will bring you honor.

What should the yogi have to fear? Trees, plants, and all that is inside and outside, is He Himself

He Himself makes the mortals anxious, and He Himself takes the anxiety away.