In the world’s audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight.
When we rejoice in our fullness, then we can part without fruits with joy.
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow. I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
Oneness amongst men, the advancement of unity in diversity? This has been the core religion of India.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
The meaning of the living words that come out of the experiences of great hearts can never be exhausted by any one system of logical interpretation. They have to be endlessly explained by the commentaries of individual lives, and they gain an added mystery in each new revelation.
Children are living beings – more living than grown-up people who have built shells of habit around themselves. Therefore it is absolutely necessary for their mental health and development that they should not have mere schools for their lessons, but a world whose guiding spirit is personal love.
Asks the Possible of the Impossible, “Where is your dwelling-place?” “In the dreams of the Impotent,” comes the answer.
In the dualism of death and life there is a harmony. We know that the life of a soul, which is finite in its expression and infinite in its principle, must go through the portals of death in its journey to realise the infinite. It is death which is monistic, it has no life in it. But life is dualistic; it has an appearance as well as truth; and death is that appearance, that maya, which is an inseparable companion to life.
I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy, I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.
The greed of gain has no time or limit to its capaciousness. It’s one object is to produce and consume. It has pity neither for beautiful nature nor for living human beings. It is ruthlessly ready without a moment’s hesitation to crush beauty and life out of them, molding them into money.
Topics: Avarice, Covetousness, Lust, Want, Money, Greed, Money
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.
- Swami Vivekananda Indian Hindu Mystic
- Nolini Kanta Gupta Indian Hindu Revolutionary
- Ramakrishna Paramahamsa Indian Hindu Philosopher
- Sri Aurobindo Indian Yogi, Nationalist
- Mohandas K. Gandhi Indian Hindu Political leader
- Paramahansa Yogananda Indian Hindu Mystic
- Patanjali Indian Hindu Philosopher
- J. P. Vaswani Indian Hindu Philosopher
- Basava Indian Hindu Philosopher
- Nisargadatta Maharaj Indian Hindu Religious Leader