Whatever I do is out of love.

I find a solace a in the Bhagavadgita and Upanishads that I miss even in the Sermon on the Mount.

Because no one sees the truth does not make it untrue.

I offer you peace. I offer you love. I offer you friendship. I see your beauty. I hear your need. I feel your feelings.

Fearlessness presupposes calmness and peace of mind.

My soul refuses to be satisfied so long as it is a helpless witness of a single wrong or a single misery.

It is not that I do not get angry. I don't give vent to my anger. I cultivate the quality of patience as angerlessness, and generally speaking, I succeed. But I only control my anger when it comes. How I find it possible to control it would be a useless question, for it is a habit that everyone must cultivate and must succeed in forming by constant practice.