All motion in this universe is in the form of waves, successively rising and falling.

There are men who practice Titiksha, and succeed in it. There are men who sleep on the banks of the Ganga in the midsummer sun of India, and in winter float in the waters of the Ganga for a whole day; they do not care. Men sit in the snow of the Himalayas, and do not care to wear any garment. What is heat? What is cold? Let things come and go, what is that to me, I am not the body.

Work on with the intrepidity of a lion but at the same time with the tenderness of a flower.

The subtle are the causes, the gross the effects.

From Him are all name and form; all the animals and men are from Him. He is the one Supreme. He who knows Him becomes free.

Man always is perfect, or he never could become so; but he had to realise it.

There must be no fear, no begging, but demanding - demanding the Highest. The true devotees of the Mother are as hard, as adamant and as fearless as lions. They are not in the least upset if the whole universe suddenly crumbles into dust at their feet. Make Her listen to you. None of that cringing to Mother! Remember, She is all-powerful; She can make heroes out of stones.