The guru is the bridge that connects us to the divine.
Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.
No human relation gives one possession in another―every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.
The equal right of all men to the use of land is as clear as their equal right to breathe the air it is a right proclaimed by the fact of their existence. For we cannot suppose that some men have a right to be in this world, and others no right.
I've never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful.
The soul becomes dyed With the colour of its thoughts.
The guru is the bridge that connects us to the divine.
Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.
No human relation gives one possession in another―every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.
The equal right of all men to the use of land is as clear as their equal right to breathe the air it is a right proclaimed by the fact of their existence. For we cannot suppose that some men have a right to be in this world, and others no right.
I've never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful.
The soul becomes dyed With the colour of its thoughts.