Whatever we treasure for ourselves separates us from others; our possessions are our limitations.

Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky.

Repentance is a gift of God's grace.

Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.

The delights of sight and hearing and touch will bear thy delight.

[The poets' role is that of] capturing on their instruments the secret stir of life in the air and giving it voice in the music of prophecy

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.)