Things That Are Real Are Given And

There Is No Difference In The Realization Of The Truth Either By A Muslim, Hindu, Zoroastrian, Or A Christian. The Difference Is Only In Words And Terms. Truth Is Not The Monopoly Of A Particular Race Or Religion.

Life Becomes Meaningful And All Activities Are Purposeful Only On The Basis Of Faith In The Enduring Reality.

The Experiences Are So Innumerable And Varied, That The Journey Appears To Be Interminable And The Destination Is Ever Out Of Sight. But The Wonder Of It Is, When At Last You Reach Your Destination You Find That You Had Never Travelled At All! It Was A Journey From Here To Here.

I Have Come Not To Teach But To Awaken.

God Has Come Again And Again In Various Forms, Has Spoken Again And Again In Different Words And Different Languages The Same One Truth - But How Many Are There That Live Up To It? Instead Of Making Truth The Vitalbreath Of His Life, Man Compromises By Making Over And Over Againa Mechanical Religion Of It - A Handy Staff To Lean On In Times Of Adversity, A Soothing Balm For His Conscience Or A Tradition To Be Followed.