He who loves me is made pure; his heart melts in joy. He rises to transcendental consciousness by the rousing of his higher emotional nature. Tears of joy flow from his eyes, his hair stands on end, his heart melts in love. The bliss in that state is so intense that, forgetful of himself and his surroundings, he sometimes weeps profusely, or laughs, or sings, or dances; such a devotee is a purifying influence upon the whole universe.
He who loves money will not be satisfied with money; nor he who loves wealth, with gain: this also is vanity.
Be kind, be all sympathy, for each and every human being is forced to fight against himself.
I’m not interested in the well-being of society because society is a big lie. Where is society? I only see individual beings and only the individual can grow. Each one is enormous and tremendous in their own way - each one is unique.
