We are what our considered opinion abide through us; so put up with assiduousness about what you storage. Natter are sub-. Line live; they travel far.

You are the makers of your own fortunes. You make yourselves suffer, you make good and evil, and it is you who put your hands before your eyes and say it is dark. Take your hands away and see the light.

Those giants of old, the ancient Rishis, who never walked but strode, of whom if you were to think but for a moment you would shrivel up into a moth, they sir, had time-and you have no time!

All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.

We become forgetful of the ego when we think of the body as dedicated to the service of others - the body with which most complacently we identify the ego.

Each one of us reaps what we ourselves have sown. These miseries under which we suffer, these bondages under which we struggle, have been caused by ourselves, and none else in the universe is to blame. God is the least to blame for it.

Do not say, ‘You are bad’; say only, ‘You are good’, but be better!