For him who has completed the journey, for him who is sorrowless, for him who from everything is wholly free, for him who has destroyed all ties, the fever of passion exists not… He is like a pool, unsullied by mud; to such a balanced one, life’s wanderings do not arise. Calm is his mind, calm is his speech, calm is his action, who, rightly knowing, is wholly freed, perfectly peaceful and equipoised.
To uphold righteousness, so supreme an act did he perform; he gave his head, but did not utter a word of sorrow. For the sake of righteousness, he did this great heroic deed; he laid down his life but not the principles… Guru Tegh Bahadur broke his earthly vase on the head of the Emperor of Delhi – and went to the abode of God.
Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.
