One may come armoured, Invinsible. His will immobile meets the mobile hour. The world blows cannot bend this Victor Head. Calm and sure are his steps in the growing night. The goal recedes, he hurries not his pace. He asks from no help from the inferior Gods. His eyes are fixed on the immutable aim.

The practice of Yoga brings us face to face with the extraordinary complexity of our own being.

Even in rags I am a god,fallen I am divine,high I triumph when down-trod,long I live when slain!

Is it true that existence consists only in the action of energy? Or is it not rather that energy is an output of Existence?

What sort of politics you people do? Such is the way of all parliaments: one can sense even beforehand the trend of voting, in which direction it will turn.

Man in the world's life works out the dreams of God.

Suffering makes us capable of the full force of the Master of Delight; it makes us capable also to bear the utter play of the Master of Power. Pain is the key that opens the gates of strength; it is the high-road that leads to the city of beatitude.