The human soul is on its journey from the law to love, from discipline to liberation, from the moral plane to the spiritual.

These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.

The pious sectarian is proud because he is confident of his right of possession in God. The man of devotion is meek because he is conscious of God's right of love over his life and soul.

Those who draw their sustenance from science are blessed. It is for me to only derive an occasional pleasure. This is nothing worthy of conceit, but I am indeed touched by the joys. This book is an ode to such joys, a digest of my collections from various sources.

The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist.

Death is turning out the lamp because the dawn has appeared.

The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself.