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

If a man’s house is full of medicine bottles, we infer the man is an invalid. But if his house is full of books, we conclude he is intelligent.

If a man achieves victory over this body, who in the world can exercise power over him? He who rules himself rules over the whole world.

When we will all see our role in society as servants, we will all light up the sky together like countless stars on a dark night. Don’t think of society as the sky on a full moon night. The moon’s harsh light blinds us to the true and humble work of the stars. But on a moonless night, the true servants shine forth, as though they are connected invisibly in this vast and infinite cosmos.

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

If we wish our nature to be free and joyous, we should bring our activities into same order.

If we could only snap the fetters of the body that bind the feet of the soul, we shall experience a great joy. Then we shall not be miserable because of the body's sufferings. We shall become free.