The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest.

Our self (Soul) is maya (an illusion) where it is merely individual and finite, where it considers its separateness as absolute; it is satyam (truth) where it recognizes its essence in the universal and infinite, in the Supreme Self, in paramatman (God). This is what Christ means when he says, "Before Abraham was, I am" (i.e. before Abraham was God, who is the same that is in my soul - I am That.)

At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.

Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it. Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on. Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.

Dreams can never be made captive.

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free.

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.