Every person has both a bad heart and good heart. No matter how good a man seems, he has some evil. No matter how bad a man seems, there is some good about him. No man is perfect
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.
One day there will be no borders, no boundaries, no flags and no countries and the only passport will be the heart.
He who nurtures benevolence for all creatures with in his heart overcomes all difficulties and will be the recipient of all types of riches at every step.
