“Death is but changing of our robes to wait in wedding garments at the Eternal’s gate.”

The mind of an ordinary man is truly near the heart.

Care not for time and success. Act out thy part, whether it be to fail or to prosper.

The Gita is the greatest gospel of spiritual works ever yet given to the race.

If India is to survive, she must be made young again. Rushing and billowing streams of energy must be poured into her; her soul must become, as it was in the old times, like the surges, vast, puissant, calm or turbulent at will, an ocean of action or of force.

No danger can perturb my spirit’s calm.

A thought is an arrow shot at the truth; it can hit a point, but not cover the whole target. But the archer is too well satisfied with his success to ask anything farther.

That within us which seeks to know and to progress is not the mind but something behind it which makes use of it.

A great thing would be done if all these God-visions could embrace and cast themselves into each other; but intellectual dogma and cult egoism stand in the way.

Faith is the soul’s witness to something not yet manifested, achieved or realised, but which yet the Knower within us, even in the absence of all indications, feels to be true or supremely worth following or achieving.

The existence of poverty is the proof of an unjust and ill-organised society, and our public charities are but the first tardy awakening in the conscience of a robber.

If a religion is not universal, it cannot be eternal. A narrow religion, a sectarian religion, an exclusive religion can live only for a limited time and a limited purpose.

Witness and stand back from Nature, that is the first step to the soul’s freedom.

India saw from the beginning, – and, even in her ages of reason and her age of increasing ignorance, she never lost hold of the insight, – that life cannot be rightly seen in the sole light, cannot be perfectly lived in the sole power of its externalities.

The fly that touches honey cannot use it’s wings; so too the soul that clings to spiritual sweetness ruins it’s freedom and hinders contemplation.

What the soul sees and has experienced, that it knows; the rest is appearance, prejudice and opinion.

We are sons of God And must be even as he.

They lie on railroads, they tie themselves to the gates.

You can stand me up at the gates of hell, but I won’t back down.

The longest part of the journey is said to be the passing of the gate.

The words ‘Here you can find perfect peace’ can be written only over the gates of a cemetery.

Then I saw that there was a way to hell, even from the gates of heaven.

A gate to nature is a gate to heaven!

The gate is straight, Deep and wide, Break on through to the other side…

Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.