Samskrit Is The Greatest Language Of The

While The River Of Life Glides Along Smoothly, It Remains The Same River; Only The Landscape On Either Bank Seems To Change.

For Self Is The Lord Of Self, Self Is The Refuge Of Self; Therefore Curb Thyself As The Merchant Curbs A Good Horse.

I Spend My Happiest Hours In Reading Vedantic Books. They Are To Me Like The Light Of The Morning, Like The Pure Air Of The Mountains - So Simple, So True, If Once Understood.

Even A Good Man Sees Evil Days, As Long As His Good Deed Has Not Ripened; But When His Good Deed Has Ripened, Then Does The Good Man See Happy Days.

Language Is The Rubicon That Divides Man From Beast.