Our body in Kali yuga is a field of action: As a man sows, so is his reward. Nothing by empty talk is determined: Anyone swallowing poison must die. Brother! Behold the Creator’s justice: As are a man’s actions, so is his recompense.
Parents’ lap and arms become hard and bony in the course of time, but what is there in their touch that cools the heart and soothes mental agony?
Working hours are never long enough. Each day is a holiday, and ordinary holidays are grudged as enforced interruptions in an absorbing vocation.
Truth, being limitless, unconditioned, unapproachable by any path whatsoever, cannot be organised; nor should any organisation be formed to lead or to coerce people along any particular path.
The greatest comforts and lasting peace are obtained, when one eradicates selfishness from within.
