God is one's very own. It is an eternal relationship.
Ordinary human love results in misery. Love for God brings blessedness.
As wind removes the cloud, so the Name of God destroys the cloud of worldliness.
My child, you have been extremely fortunate in getting this human birth. Have intense devotion to God. One must work hard. Can one achieve anything without effort? You must devote some time for prayer even in the midst of the busiest hours of the day.
Do the Master'a work, and along with that practice spiritual disciplines too. Work helps one to keep off idle thoughts. If one is without work, such thoughts rush into one's mind.
One must perform work. It is only through work that the bondage of work will be cut asunder and one will acquire a spirit of non-attachment.
One should always discriminate and strive hard for the realization of God.
Even water, which has a natural tendency to flow downwards, is drawn up to the sky by the sun's rays. In the same way, God's grace lifts up the mind which has got a tendency to run after sense objects.
Through spiritual disciplines the ties of past karma are cut asunder. But the realization of God cannot be achieved without ecstatic love for him.
It is idle to expect that dangers and difficulties will not come. They are bound to come. But for a devotee they will pass away under the feet like water.
Can you call a person who is devoid of compassion a human being? He is a veritable beast.
I tell you one thing - if you want peace, do not find fault with others. Rather see your own faults. Learn to make the whole world your own. No one is a stranger, my child; the whole world is your own.
When a man sees defects in others, his own mind first gets polluted. What does he gain by finding faults in others? He only hurts himself by that.
All teachers are one. The same power of God works through them all.
I am your true mother, a mother not by virtue of being your guru's wife, not by way of empty talk, but truly the mother.
I am the mother of the virtuous as well as the wicked.
If my son wallows in the dust or mud, it is I who have to wipe all the dirt and take him on my lap.
My son, if a thorn pricks your foot, it hurts me like a spear entering my heart, Never fear, and whenever you are in distress just say to yourself, "I HAVE A MOTHER."
