From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
Know God and all fetters will fall ways. No longer identifying yourself with the body, go beyond birth and death. All your desires will be fulfilled in him who is One without a second
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.
Words lead us to the doorway of truth, but only by contemplating their meaning can we pass through.
