“Try to cultivate love of God. You are born as a human being only to attain divine love.”

So it is true that God dwells even in the most wicked, but it is not meet that we should associate with the wicked.

Forget all the worldly knowledge that thou hast acquired and become as a child, and then will thou get the divine wisdom.

Bhakti is the one essential thing. To be sure, God exists in all beings. Who, then is a devotee?

Those whose spiritual awareness has been awakened never make a false move. They don’t have to avoid evil.

You should love everyone because God dwells in all beings.

The Man who works for others, without any selfish motive, really does good to himself.

It is very pleasant to scratch an itching ring-worm, but the sensation one gets afterwards is very painful and intolerable.

A devotee who can call on God while living a householder’s life is a hero indeed. God thinks: ‘He is blessed indeed who prays to me in the midst of his worldly duties.

Can you therefore say that there are no stars in the heavens during the day? Because you cannot find God in the days of your ignorance, say not that there is no God.

It is enough to have sincere yearning for God. Infinite are the paths and infinite are the opinions.

Sunlight is one and the same wherever it falls; but only a bright surface like that of water, or of a mirror reflects it fully.

If you desire to be pure, have firm faith, and slowly go on with your devotional practices without wasting your energy in useless scriptural discussions and arguments. Your little brain will otherwise be muddled.

The way of love is as true as the way of knowledge. All paths ultimately lead to the same Truth. But as long as God keeps the feeling of ego in us, it is easier to follow the path of love.

They are so replete with love that whatever they do is a good action.

Different people call on [God] by different names: some as Allah, some as God, and others as Krishna, Siva, and Brahman. It is like the water in a lake.

God is in all men, but all men are not in God; that is why we suffer.

The feeling that was born that night, how could i describe it?Words like love or lust just don’t seem right.