Spiritual teacher enjoins us to comprehend by our soul the infinite spirit which is in the depth of the moving and changing facts of the world; the urging of our artistic nature.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
We have no word for ‘nation’ in our language.
The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.