In the spiritual life one becomes just like a little child, without resentment, without attachment, full of life and joy.

Love is the song of the soul singing to God. It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets - sun and moon lit

As you forget self in service to others, you will find that, without seeking it, your own cup of happiness will be full.

Death is not a blotting-out of existence, a final escape from life; nor is death the door to immortality. He who has fled his Self in earthly joys will not recapture It amidst the gossamer charms of an astral world. There he merely accumulates finer perceptions and more sensitive responses to the beautiful and the good, which are one. It is on the anvil of this gross earth that struggling man must hammer out the imperishable gold of spiritual identity.

Those persons who have perceptive eyes enjoy beauty everywhere.

Little stones that are pelted into the lake of consciousness should not throw the whole lake into commotion.

Music that is saturated with soul force is the real universal music, understandable by all hearts.