Bhagavad Gita Quotes on Maya

Illusion is strong, but surrender is stronger.

Do not fight the illusion; walk across it with refuge.

Take refuge in what is steady, and the storm of maya can be crossed.

The world's spell loosens when you lean on the sacred.

Illusion can steal wisdom quietly.

Delusion thickens in isolation; reach out.

The maze of the world is hard to cross alone.

Delusion repeated becomes a habit of the heart.

Delusion feels like certainty until you step out of it.

Delusion is looking only at the surface of changing things.

When knowledge is clouded, we drift from what is most true.

The veil is a kindness as much as a barrier.

Smoke and shadow can lead you in circles.

Maya spins; the heart stays still.

Forgetfulness is the real fog.

Forgetfulness, more than wickedness, is where many wander from the path.

Life is a tree whose roots are in the sky.

Lift the veil with patience, not force.

Beyond the darkness of confusion is a light like the sun.

The darkness of ignorance gives way to a single gentle flame.

Ordinary eyes see forms; deeper sight sees the whole.

Do not mistake appearances for division.

Division is a surface; unity is the depth.

Beyond the darkness of confusion shines a steady lamp.

The world's confusion is no malice; it is a veil.

Appearances can hide the depth behind them.

Orient your life toward the source, not the shadows.

To know the source as eternal is to be undeluded.

Ignorance is no wall; it is a shadow that light dissolves.

Endless distraction is a net you weave yourself.

The imperishable is hidden by what constantly changes.

Heedlessness is how delusion creeps in.

Delusion often wears the clothing of success.

Heedlessness grows in the dark; a little light helps.

Wrong views grow in the soil of wanting more.

Life can feel like a wheel; remember the one standing at its centre.

Delusion is what happens when we forget what we already know.

Not knowing the truth of an offering, we may chase its shadow.

Differences are real; separation is a story.

Nature is the divine's instrument, never its master.