Pain and joy are like light and darkness; they are two sides of the same medal. They are interdependent and inseparably connected to each other.
If you want to make peace with your enemy, you have to work with your enemy. Then he becomes your partner.
Love is the scent with the lotus born. It is the silent choirs of petals singing winter’s harmony of uniform beauty. Love is the song of the soul, singing to God. It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets – sun and moonlit.
We can arrive at a point of view where the preservation of the individual activities is no longer inconsistent with our comprehension of the cosmic consciousness or our attainment to the transcendent and supracosmic.
Without God, life is like a school without a teacher. It is a wire with no current passing through it; it is a body with no soul.
