The World Is Impermanent. One

You Should Love Everyone Because God Dwells In All Beings.

Brahman Is Beyond Mind And Speech, Beyond Concentration And Meditation, Beyond The Knower, The Known And Knowledge, Beyond Even The Conception Of The Real And Unreal. In Short, It Is Beyond All Relativity.

The Grace Of God Is A Wind Which Is Always Blowing.

The Rishis Of Old Attained The Knowledge Of Brahman. One Cannot Have This So Long As There Is The Slightest Trace Of Worldliness. How Hard The Rishis Laboured ! Early In The Morning They Would Go Away From The Hermitage, And Would Spend The Whole Day In Solitude, Meditating On Brahman. At Night They Would Return To The Hermitage And Eat A Little Fruit Or Roots. They Kept Their Mind Aloof From The Objects Of Sight, Hearing, Touch, And Other Things Of A Worldly Nature. Only Thus Did They Realize Brahman As Their Own Inner Conciousness.

The Ego Is Like The Root Of A Banyan Tree, You Think You Have Removed It All Then One Fine Morning You See A Sprout Flourishing Again.