With begging and scrambling we find very little, but with being true to ourselves we find a great deal more.

According to the true Indian view, our consciousness of the world, merely as the sum total of things that exist, and as governed by laws, is imperfect. But it is perfect when our consciousness realizes all things as spiritually one with it, and there

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

This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.

The greed of gain has no time or limit to its capaciousness. Its one object is to produce and consume. It has pity neither for beautiful nature nor for living human beings. It is ruthlessly ready without a moment's hesitation to crush beauty and life.

The newer people of this modern age are more eager to amass than to realize.

It's far better to make people angry than to make them ashamed.