YOU know, I may have to be born again, you see, I have fallen in love with mankind.

Nature grinds all of us. Keep count of the ounce of pleasure you get. In the long run, nature did her work through you, and when you die your body will make other plants grow. Yet we think all the time that we are getting pleasure ourselves. Thus the wheel goes round.

Our best work is done, our greatest influence is exerted, when we are without thought of self.

All the work you do, is done for your own salvation, is done for your own benefit.

First get rid of the delusion "I am the body," then only will we want real knowledge.

Be proud that thou art an Indian, and proudly proclaim, "I am an Indian, every Indian is my brother." Say, "The ignorant Indian, the poor and destitute Indian, the Brahmin Indian, the Pariah Indian, is my brother."

The more we come out and do good to others, the more our hearts will be purified, and God will be in them.