“We cling to religion as an ornament, an embellishment, certificate of credibility, appendage, fashion, testimonial, feather in the cap! So God stays away from us – as we simply do not need Him yet. When we actually feel the...

“This silent poet makes the rivers cry and sets the hills on fire by touch of his emotion. He remains behind the scenes, invisible, with his flute ringing in the loneliness of a dark midnight. His touch alone can...

“I have loved in life and I have been loved.I have drunk the bowl of poison from the hands of love as nectar,and have been raised above life’s joy and sorrow.My heart, aflame in love, set afire every heart...