The End Of All Wisdom Is Love,

The Man Who Has The Sense Of The Body Being Himself Cannot Possibly Worship God As Formless; Whatever Worship He Makes Will Be Worship In Form Alone, Not Otherwise.

Love Is Verily The Heart Of All Religions.

If The Mind Falls Asleep, Awaken It. Then If It Starts Wandering, Make It Quiet. If You Reach The State Where There Is Neither Sleep Nor Movement Of Mind, Stay Still In That, The Natural (real) State.

We Loosely Talk Of Self-realization, For Lack Of A Better Term. But How Can One Realize That Which Alone Is Real? All We Need To Do Is To Give Up Our Habit Of Regarding As Real That Which Is Unreal. All Religious Practices Are Meant Solely To Help Us Do This.

The Experience Of Not Forgetting Consciousness Alone Is The State Of Devotion Which Is The Relationship Of Unfading Real Love, Because The Real Knowledge Of Self, Which Shines As The Undivided Supreme Bliss Itself, Surges Up As The Nature Of Love. Love Itself Is The Actual Form Of God. That Is Pure Bliss. Call It Pure Bliss, God, Self, Or What You Will. That Is Devotion, That Is Realization And That Is Everything.