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.
The Lord who is the searcher of all hearts is my own guardian. Have no anxiety and everything shall be according to the will of God.
Scholars, learning from their mistakes of the past, plan their present and future accordingly and enjoy success, peace and prosperity.
Parents’ lap and arms become hard and bony in the course of time, but what is there in their touch that cools the heart and soothes mental agony?
