If you want to know India, study Vivekananda. In him everything is positive and nothing negative.

It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower.

Music is the purest form of art, and therefore the most direct expression of beauty, with a form and spirit which is one and simple, and least encumbered with anything extraneous. We seem to feel that the manifestation of the infinite in the finite forms of creation is music itself, silent and visible.

Our creation is the modification of relationship.

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

The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.

You have given me Your love, filling the world with Your gifts.