One day there will be no borders, no boundaries, no flags and no countries and the only passport will be the heart.
Quietly they moved down the calm and sacred river that had come down to earth so that its waters might flow over the ashes of those long dead, and that would continue to flow long after the human race had, through hatred and knowledge, burned itself out.
The ornament of the night is the moon, that of the day is the sun. The ornament of the devotee is devotion, that of devotion knowledge. The ornament of knowledge is meditation, and that of meditation is renunciation. The ornament of renunciation, says Tulsi, is pure, unalloyed peace.
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.
