There Is Always Enough For

Love Is The Strongest Force The World Possesses And Yet It Is The Humblest Imaginable.

Joy Lies In The Fight, In The Attempt, In The Suffering Involved, Not In The Victory Itself

Untouchability, I Hold, Is A Sin, If Bhagavadgita Is One Of Our Divine Books.

Mere Mental, That Is, Intellectual Labour, Is For The Soul And Has Its Own Satisfaction.

Not To Have Control Over The Senses Is Like Sailing In A Rudderless Ship, Bound To Break To Pieces On Coming In Contact With The Very First Rock.