I have long given up the idea of a little house on the Ganges, as I have not the money.

The world is the great gymnasium where we come to make ourselves strong.

To realize the spirit as spirit is practical religion. Everything else is good so far as it leads to this one grand idea.

Even the greatest fool can accomplish a task if it be after his heart. But the intelligent man is he who can convert every work into one that suits his taste. No work is petty. Everything in this world is like a banyan seed, which, though appearing tiny as a mustard seed, has yet the gigantic banyan tree latent with it. He indeed is intelligent who notices this and succeeds in making all work truly great.

Then from the world all spirituality will be extinct, all moral perfection will be extinct, all sweet-souled sympathy for religion will be extinct, all ideality will be extinct; and in its place will reign the duality of lust and luxury as the male and female deities, with money as its priest, fraud, force, and competition its ceremonies, and the human soul its sacrifice. Such a thing can never be.

He who conquers self conquers all.

The more power there is, the more bondage, the more fear.