There are hundreds of thousands of microbes surrounding us, but they cannot harm us unless we become weak, until the body is ready and predisposed to receive them. There may be a million microbes of misery floating about us. Never mind! They dare not approach us, they have no power to get a hold on us, until the mind is weakened. This is the great fact: strength is life. Weakness is death. Strength is felicity, life eternal, immortal. Weakness is constant strain and misery: weakness is death

Something cannot be made out of nothing. Nor can something be made to go back to nothing.

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!

Don't you find that in a weak physique it is difficult to control the sex - appetite or anger?

Meditation is the means of unification of the subject and object. Meditate.

Do not figure out big plans at first, but, begin slowly, feel your ground and proceed up and up.

Move onward and carry into practice.