An Ocean Of Bliss May Rain Down

When The Fruit Appears The Blossom Drops Off. Love Of God Is The Fruit, And Rituals Are The Blossom.

The Supreme Purpose And Goal For Human Life... Is To Cultivate Love.

The Fool Who Repeats Again And Again: "i Am Bound, I Am Bound," Remains In Bondage. He Who Repeats Day And Night: "i Am A Sinner, I Am A Sinner," Becomes A Sinner Indeed.

It Is Easy To Talk On Religion, But Difficult To Practice It.

God Cannot Be Realizxd If There Is The Slightest Trace Of Pride.