Those who pretend to investigate the transcendental truths of the Being based on pure reasoning fall in the same mistake as someone who, ignoring how to use the science's modern instruments, tries to study the life of what is infinitely small with telescopes and the life of what is infinitely large with microscopes.

The time has come to put into practice the charity taught by the masters and priests of all times. The words said between the pigeons' cooing under the sacred porticos of all the temples should now turn into concrete reality.

Death is the return to the beginning of the same life with the possibility of repeating it again.

Three marital bonds exist: Karmic, Dharmic and Cosmic. The first are of pain, misery, hunger, nakedness, disgrace. The second are of success, bliss, love, financial progress, etc. The third are only for the select, pure and holy souls and bring inexhaustible happiness.

A soft word pacifies anger, and the discordant words break the harmony of the cosmic diapason, and generate disorders.

It is absurd to go away from the world while searching the Truth because it is in the world and inside the man here and now.

Delirium tremens in a drunk alcoholic are an unmistakable symptom, but those intoxicated with theories are easily mistaken for geniuses.