Do not blame the food because you have no appetite.

That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.

Come oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.

We try to realize the essential unity of the world with the conscious soul of man; we learn to perceive the unity held together by the one Eternal Spirit, whose power creates the earth, the sky, and the stars, and at the same time irradiates our mind.

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.

Man is a rough-hewn and woman a finished product.

Whenever our life is stirred by truth, it expresses energy and comes to be filled, as it were, with a creative ardor. This consciousness of the creative urge is evidence of the force of truth on our mind.