The flute of the infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love.
I laugh when I hear the fish in the water is thirsty.
I went in search of a bad person; I found none as I, seeing myself, found me the worst.
Though One Brahman is the Cause of the Many. ... Behold but One in all things it is the second that leads you astray.
I am not a Hindu, Nor a Muslim am II am this body, a playOf five elements a dramaOf the spirit dancing With joy and sorrow.
The instruction of the foolish is a waste of knowledge; soap cannot wash charcoal white.