As soon as we react, we become slaves. A man blames me, and I immediately react in the form of anger. A little vibration which he created made me a slave.

The ego of man and woman is the soul. If the soul is independent, how then can it be isolated from the infinite whole?

There is no end to renunciation.

We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. None else has the blame, none has the praise.

If the mind is intensely eager, everything can be accomplished—mountains can be crumbled into atoms.

What makes a man stand up and work? Strength. Strength is goodness, weakness is sin.

The Impersonal God seen through the mists of sense is personal.