YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,'said the dewdrop to the lake.

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.

Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power, that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted, and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity, but I find that thy will knows no end in me, and when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart, and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.

Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.

Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.

Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.

Religion is not a fractional thing that can be doled out in fixed weekly or daily measures as one among various subjects in the school syllabus. It is the truth of our complete being, the consciousness of our personal relationship with the infinite; it is the true center of gravity of our life. This we can attain during our childhood by daily living in a place where the truth of the spiritual world is not obscured by a crowd of necessities assuming artificial importance; where life is simple, surrounded by fullness of leisure, by ample space and pure air and profound peace of nature; and where men live with a perfect faith in the eternal life before them.