Prayer Cannot Bring Water To Parched Fields,

We Do Not Step Out Of The World When We Pray; We Merely See The World In A Different Setting. The Self Is Not The Hub But The Spoke Of The Revolving Wheel. It Is Precisely The Function Of Prayer To Shift The Center Of Living From Self-consciousness To Self-surrender.

Pagans Exalt Sacred Things, The Prophets Extol Sacred Deeds.

Prayer Is Not A Stratagem For Occasional Use, A Refuge To Resort To Now And Then. It Is Rather Like An Established Residence For The Innermost Self. All Things Have A Home: The Bird Has A Nest, The Fox Has A Hole, The Bee Has A Hive. A Soul Without Prayer Is A Soul Without A Home.

All Events Are Secretly Interrelated; The Sweep Of All We Are Doing Reaches Beyond The Horizon Of Our Comprehension.

Then Comes The Insight That All Is God. One Still Realizes That The World Is As It Was, But It Does Not Matter, It Does Not Affect One's Faith.