The Evil-doer Mourns In The Next; He

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

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.

He Who, By Causing Pain To Others, Wishes To Obtain Pleasure For Himself, He, Entangled In The Bonds Of Hatred, Will Never Be Free From Hatred.

It Is Better To Live Alone, There Is No Companionship With A Fool.

The Scent Of Flowers Does Not Travel Against The Wind; But The Odor Of Good People Travels; Even Against The Wind: A Good Man Pervades Every Place.