No work stains an individual who is pure, who is in harmony, who is master of his life, whose soul is one with the soul of all.
To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you.
Each man is a microcosm of the universe. Your body is made of all the elements of the world. Nature supplied all the ingredients that make your body, which means that the universe made you by donating itself. You could accurately say that you are a small walking universe that can move, whereas the cosmic universe is stationary.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
Any path is only a path, and there is no affront to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you.
