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Knowledge and love of God are ultimately one and the same.
There is no difference between pure knowledge and pure love.
A true devotee who has drunk deeply of Divine Love is like a
veritable drunkard, and, as such, cannot always observe the
rules of propriety.
As the lamp does not burn without oil, so man cannot live
without God.
God is even in the tiger, but we must not go and face the
animal! So it is true that God dwells even in the most wicked
of men, but it is not meant that we should associate with the
wicked.
The human body is like a boiling pot, and the mind and the
senses are like the food cooking within it. The heat does not
belong to the pot but to the fire. So it is the fire of Brahman
in man that causes the mind and the senses to perform their
functions, and when that fire ceases to act, the senses also, or
the organs, stop.
Similarly, we are like a fountain. When the
power to the water pump is cut-off, the
fountain ceases.
A man who voluntarily goes into a river and bathes therein
gets the benefit of the bath; so does likewise he who has been
pushed into the river by another, or who while sleeping soundly
has water thrown upon him by another.
The locomotive engine reaches the destination itself, and also
draws and takes with it a long train of loaded wagons. So
likewise act the Saviours. They carry multitudes of men,
heavily laden with the cares and sorrows of the world, to the
feet of the Almighty.
A Siddhu accidentally trod on the toe of a wicked person, who
beat him to unconsciousness. His disciples brought him back to
consciousness and one of them asked "Sir, do you recognize who
is attending upon you?" The Sadhu replied "He who beat me".
A true Sadhu finds no distinction between a friend and a foe.
When water is poured into an empty vessel a bubbling noise
ensues, but when the vessel is full no such noise is heard.
Similarly, the man who has not found God is full of vain
disputations. But when he has seen Him, all vanities disappear.
He is like a deep pool, clear and full.
A logician once asked Sri Ramakrishna "What are knowledge,
knower, and the object known?" To which he replied, "Good man,
I do not know all these niceties of scholastic learning. I know
only my Mother Divine, and that I am Her son".
The true Sadhus seem to roam about like children or mad men,
in dirty clothes.
The sage alone can recognize a sage. Just as a specialist in
a field of work knows his subject.
Two men went into a garden. The worldly-wise man no sooner
entered the gate than he began to count the number of the
mango-trees, how many mangoes each tree bore, and what might be
the approximate price of the whole orchard. the other went to
the owner, made his acquaintance, and quietly going under a
mangoe tree began to pluck the fruit and eat it with the owners
consent. Now who is the wiser of the two? Eat mangoes, it will
satisfy your hunger. What is the good of counting the leaves
and making vain calculations? The vain man of intellect is
uselessly busy in finding out the "why and wherefore" of
creation while the humble man of wisdom makes acquaintance with
the creator and enjoys the supreme bliss of this world.
"I must attain perfection in this life, yea, in three days I
must find God, nay, with a single utterance of his name I will
draw him to me". With such a violent love the Lord is attracted
soon. The lukewarm lovers take ages to go to Him, if at all.
The darkness of centuries is dispersed at once as soon as
light is brought into the room. The accumulated ignorances and
misdoings of innumerable births vanish before the single glance
of the Almightys' gracious look.
God is in all men, but all men are not in God; that is the
reason why they suffer.
The waters of a swiftly-flowing current move round and round
in eddies, but quickly crossing these they resume their former
course. So the hearts of the pious fall sometimes into the
whirlpools of despondency, grief and unbelief, but it is only a
momentary aberration. It does not last long.
It is pleasant to scratch pimples and skin irritations, but
the consequences are bad. So the pleasures of the world are
very pleasant in the beginning, but their after consequences are
very terrible to contemplate.
There is little chance a bushman will get lost if he knows
which direction is North. So, if the mind of man is turned
always towards God without oscillation, direction will never be
lost and one can steer clear of every danger.
If you can detect and find out the universal illusion or maya,
it will fly away from you, just as a thief runs away when found
out.
If you wish to thread the needle, make the thread pointed,
and remove all extraneous fibres. Then the thread will pass
easily into the eye of the needle. So if thou wishest to
concentrate thy heart on God, be meek, humble, poor of spirit,
and remove all filaments of desire.
A frayed and agitated mind has no strength.
It needs to be focused to a point to be able
to penetrate through the veil of maya.
The tender bamboo can be easily bent, but the full-grown
bamboo breaks when an attempt is made to bend it. It is easy to
bend young hearts towards good, but the hearts of the old escape
the hold when so drawn.
The spiritual scriptures are a great
treasure, but the foolish mis-use them, and
so destroy them altogether, spoiling all the
hard work that was done to create them.
The man who, living in the midst of the temptations of the
world, attains perfection, is the true hero.
When the tail of the tadpole drops off, it can live both in
water and on land. When the tail of ignorance drops off, man
becomes free. He can then live both in God and in the world
equally well.
One man pretends to be rich, yet has nothing,
another pretends to be poor, yet has great wealth.
The mocker seeks wisdom and finds none,
but knowledge comes easily to the discerning.
Even a fool is thought wise if he keeps silent,
and discerning if he holds his tongue.
A sluggard does not plow in season,
so at harvest time, he looks but finds nothing.
Better is open rebuke
than hidden love.
He who rebukes a man will in the end gain
more favour than he who has a flattering tongue.