Repentance is a gift of God's grace.

The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees, the stars, and the blue hills ache with a meaning which can never be uttered in words.

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

The soil in return for her service keeps the tree tied to her, the sky asks nothing and leaves it free.

True deliverance of man is the deliverance from Avidya i.e. ignorance. It is not in destroying anything that is positive and real, for that cannot be possible, but that which is negative, which obstructs our vision of truth.

For the current of our spiritual life creeds, rituals and channels that may thwart or help, according to their fixity or openness. When a symbol or spiritual idea becomes rigidly elaborate in its construction, it supplants the idea which it should support.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.