Friends are many. Spiritual friends are none, one or very few.
The nobility of spiritual friendship begins with oneself. Before a satsang is two or twenty, it is first of all one. That’s where everything starts—with one. It has happened that men on death row have found the fullness of spiritual communion right where they are, in a windowless cell.
There’s no quid pro quo in a spiritual relationship. How can you give to yourself?
Poverty is self-service.