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Unless One Always Speaks The Truth, One Cannot Find God Who Is The Soul Of Truth.

Longing Is Like The Rosy Dawn. After The Dawn Out Comes The Sun. Longing Is Followed By The Vision Of God.

A Bath In Ganges Undoubtedly Absolves One Of All Sins; But What Does That Avail? They Say That The Sins Perch On Trees Along The Banks Of The Ganges. No Sooner Does The Man Come Back From The Holy Waters That The Old Sins Jump On His Shoulders From The Trees. The Same Old Sins Take Possession Of Him Again. He Is Hardly Out Of The Waters Before They Fall Upon Him.

The Waves Belong To The Ganges, Not The Ganges To The Waves. A Man Cannot Realize God Unless He Gets Rid Of All Such Egotistic Ideas As "i Am Such An Important Man" Or "i Am So And So". Level The Mound Of "i" To The Ground By Dissolving It With Tears Of Devotion.

As A Toy Fruit Or A Toy Elephant Reminds One Of The Real Fruit And The Living Animal, So Do The Images That Are Worshipped Remind One Of The God Who Is Formless And Eternal.