For the soul there is neither birth nor death at any time. He has not come into being, does not come into being, and will not come into being. He is unborn, eternal, ever-existing and primeval. He is not slain when the body is slain.
Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
True religion is not talk, or doctrines, or theories, nor is it sectarianism. It is the relation between soul and God.
To succeed, you must have tremendous perseverance, tremendous will. “I will drink the ocean”, says the persevering soul; “at my will mountains will crumble up”.
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
