“Man in the world’s life works out the dreams of God.”

The spiritual path is one of falling on your face, getting up, brushing yourself off, turning and looking sheepishly at God and then taking the next step.

The yogin becomes aware in part of the action of the supramental power organizing the lower vehicle (ādhāra). A part of it remains behind the veil and prepares itself.

One mighty deed can change the course of things; a lonely thought becomes omnipotent.

My God is love and sweetly suffers all.

Our actual enemy is not any force exterior to ourselves, but our own crying weaknesses, our cowardice, our selfishness, our hypocrisy, our purblind sentimentalism.

India of the ages is not dead nor has she spoken her last creative word; she lives and has still something to do for herself and the human peoples.

Rather hang thyself than belong to the horde of successful imitators.

By your stumbling, the world is perfected.

But few are those who tread the sunlit path; Only the pure in soul can walk in light.

Remember that you are at an exceptional hour in a unique epoch, that you have this great happiness, this invaluable privilege, of being present at the birth of a new world.

There is nothing small in God’s eyes; let there be nothing small in thine

Ourselves within us lethal forces nurse; We make of our own enemies our guests.

The supreme end is the freedom of the spirit.

The soul in man is greater than his fate.

The practice of Yoga brings us face to face with the extraordinary complexity of our own being.

He who chooses the infinite has been chosen by the infinite.