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.
Having attained human birth, which is an open gateway to Brahmn, one who… remains attached to the ties of the world is not fit to be called human.
In religion and politics people’s beliefs and convictions are in almost every case gotten at second-hand
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
Human rights are...the quintessential values through which we affirm together that we are a single human community.
