In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
Truth is a pathless land, and you cannot approach it by any path whatsoever, by any religion, by any sect.
If you wish to be free, know you are the Self, the witness of all these, the heart of awareness. Set your body aside, sit in your own awareness. You will at once be happy, forever still, forever free.
A man who is averse to harming even the wind knows the sorrow of all living things.
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.
