Self Is The Lord Of Self, Who

As A Tree, Even Though It Has Been Cut Down, Is Firm So Long As Its Root Is Safe, And Grows Again, Thus, Unless The Feeders Of Thirst Are Destroyed, The Pain (of Life) Will Return Again And Again.

Whatever Sphere Of The Human Mind You May Select For Your Special Study, Whether It Be Language, Or Religion, Or Mythology, Or Philosophy, Whether It Be Laws Or Customs, Primitive Art Or Primitive Science, Everywhere, You Have To Go To India, Whether You Like It Or Not, Because Some Of The Most Valuable And Most Instructive Materials In The History Of Man Are Treasured Up In India, And In India Only.

Without A Belief In Personal Immortality, Religion Surely Is Like An Arch Resting On One Pillar, Like A Bridge Ending In An Abyss.

The Translation Of The Veda Will Hereafter Tell To A Great Extent On The Fate Of India And On The Growth Of Millions Of Souls In That Country. It Is The Root Of Their Religion, And To Show Them What The Root Is, I Feel Sure, Is The Only Way Of Uprooting All That Has Sprung From It During The Last 3000 Years.

Is It Sin, Which Makes The Worm A Chrysalis, And The Chrysalis A Butterfly, And The Butterfly Dust?