One’s inner light alone is the means, naught else. When this inner light is kept alive, it is not affected by the darkness of inertia.
Some call on the Lord, “Rama”, some cry, “Khuda”, Some bow to Him as Gosain, some as Allah; He is called the Ground of Grounds and also the Bountiful, The Compassionate One and Gracious.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Pain and joy are like light and darkness; they are two sides of the same medal. They are interdependent and inseparably connected to each other.
In many a form of goodness, O Love, you show your face. Grant that these forms may penetrate within our hearts. Send elsewhere all malice!
Without God, life is like a school without a teacher. It is a wire with no current passing through it; it is a body with no soul.
