It is a curious phenomena that God has made the hearts of the poor, rich and those of the rich, poor.

When a king speaks, the armies move. But when a wise man speaks, only the beard shakes.

Innumerable actions are going on through us all the time. If we started counting them, we should never come to an end.

We cannot even recollect the actions of our infancy, our childhood is like something written on a slate and rubbed off.

Human life is full of the play of samskaras - tendencies developed by repeated actions.

If you want to cut down a tree, it is no use to climb into its branches.

The natural movement of one's soul is upwards. But just as any object is dragged down when a heavy weight is tied to it, the burden of the body drags down the soul.