We have seen that our vigour, our strength, nay, our national life is in our religion.

When we use our imagination properly it is our greatest friend; it goes belyond reason and is the only light that takes us everywhere.

"Face the brutes." That is a lesson for all life-face the terrible, face it boldly. Like the monkeys, the hardships of life fall back when we cease to flee before them.

I love my nation, I cannot see you degraded, weakened any more than you are now. Therefore I am bound for your sake and for truth's to cry, "Hold!" and to raise my voice against this degradation of my race. Give up these weakening mysticism and be strong.

Everything that you do under compulsion goes to build up attachment.

What makes you weep, my friend? In you is all power. Summon up your all-powerful nature, O mighty one, and this whole universe will lie at your feet. It is the Self alone that predominates, and not matter.

Man in his true nature is substance, soul, spirit.