As A Piece Of Rope, When Burnt,

Different People Call On [god] By Different Names: Some As Allah, Some As God, And Others As Krishna, Siva, And Brahman. It Is Like The Water In A Lake. Some Drink It At One Place And Call It 'jal', Others At Another Place And Call It 'pani', And Still Others At A Third Place And Call It 'water'. The Hindus Call It 'jal', The Christians 'water', And The Moslems 'pani'. But It Is One And The Same Thing.

The Young Bamboo Can Be Easily Bent, But The Full Grown Bamboo Breaks When It Is Bent With Force. It Is Easy To Bend The Young Heart Towards God, But The Untrained Heart Of The Old Escapes The Hold Whenever It Is So Drawn.

Bondage And Liberation Are Of The Mind Alone.

Travel In All The Four Quarters Of The Earth, You Will Find Nothing (no True Religion) Anywhere. Whatever There Is, Is Only Here (i .e . In One 's Own Heart.)

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.