Skepticism, Riddling The Faith Of Yesterday, Prepared

If There Is One Place On The Face Of The Earth Where All The Dreams Of Living Men Have Found A Home From The Very Earliest Days When Man Began The Dream Of Existence, It Is India. For More Than 30 Centuries, The Tree Of Vision, With All Its Thousand Branches And Their Millions Of Twigs, Has Sprung From This Torrid Land, The Burning Womb Of The Gods. It Renews Itself Tirelessly Showing No Signs Of Decay.

There Is No Joy Other Than The Joy Of Creating. There Is No Man Who Is Truly Alive Other Than One Who Is Creating. All Others Are Just Shadows On The Earth With Nothing To Do With Being Alive. The Joy Of Living, Whether It Is Love Or Action, Is The Joy Of Creating.

The Greatest Human Ideal Is The Great Cause Of Bringing Together The Thoughts Of Europe And Asia; The Great Soul Of India Will Topple Our World.

Be Reverent Before The Dawning Day. Do Not Think Of What Will Be In A Year, Or In Ten Years. Think Of To-day.

Everything Is Music For The Born Musician.