He who loves me is made pure; his heart melts in joy. He rises to transcendental consciousness by the rousing of his higher emotional nature. Tears of joy flow from his eyes, his hair stands on end, his heart melts in love. The bliss in that state is so intense that, forgetful of himself and his surroundings, he sometimes weeps profusely, or laughs, or sings, or dances; such a devotee is a purifying influence upon the whole universe.
He who nurtures benevolence for all creatures with in his heart overcomes all difficulties and will be the recipient of all types of riches at every step.
A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves!
If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?
