No one wants to take from me what I give abundantly.

No one can liberate you, for no one has bound you; you hold on to the nettle of worldly pleasures and you weep for pain. The kite is pursued by the crows so long as it carries the fish in its beak, it twists and turns in the sky trying to last and it drops the fish. That moment it is free. So give up the attachment to the senses; then grief and worry can harass you no more.

My treasury is open but no one brings carts to take from it. I say, “Dig!” but no one bothers.

When one wish is fulfilled, ten rise in its place. For there is no dearth of want.

I am in You,You are in Me,There is no distance or distinction.

But a little milk, butter and cheese are acceptable because no harm is done in obtaining them.