Man Becomes Not The Lord And Master

The Beauty Of Poetry Is That The Creation Transcends The Poet.

What, However, Left A Deep Impression On Me Was The Reading Of The Ramayana Before My Father. During Part Of His Illness My Father Was In Porbandar. There Every Evening He Used To Listen To The Ramayana.

But You Can Wake A Man Only If He Is Really Asleep. No Effort That You Make Will Produce Any Effect Upon Him If He Is Merely Pretending Sleep.

Hinduism Is Like The Ganga, Pure And Unsullied At Its Source But Taking In Its Course The Impurities In The Way. Even Like The Ganga It Is Beneficent In Its Total Effect. It Takes A Provincial Form In Every Province, But The Inner Substance Is Retained Everywhere.

The World Is Weary Of Hate. We See The Fatigue Overcoming The Western Nations.