The Existence Of Illness In The Body

For A Musician, Music Is The Best Way To Unite With God.

I Played The Vina Until My Heart Turned Into The Same Instrument. Then I Offered This Instrument To The Divine Musician, The Only Muscian Existing. Since Then I Have Become His Flute, And When He Chooses He Plays His Music. The People Give Me Credit For This Music Which, In Reality, Is Not Due To Me, But To The Musician Who Plays His Own Instrument.

Consciously Or Unconsciously, Every Being Is Capable Of Healing Himself Or Others.

In This World Of Illusion, Where At The End Of The Examination, We Find Everything To Be Of Little Importance, Of Little Worth, If There Is A Sign Of Reality, Of Something One Can Depend Upon, And In Which One Can Recognize A Sign Of Eternity, It Is In The Constancy Of Friendship.

It Is A Very High Stage In The Path Of Love When Man Really Learns To Love Another With A Love That Asks No Return.