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I Spend My Happiest Hours In Reading Vedantic Books. They Are To Me Like The Light Of The Morning, Like The Pure Air Of The Mountains - So Simple, So True, If Once Understood.

Hunger Is The Worst Of Diseases, The Body The Greatest Of Pains; If One Knows This Truly, That Is Nirv?na, The Highest Happiness.

The Spring Of Love Becomes Hidden And Soon Filled Up.

That Is The Returning To God Which In Reality Is Never Concluded On Earth But Yet Leaves Behind In The Soul A Divine Home Sickness, Which Never Again Ceases.

Christianity Is A Missionary Religion, Converting, Advancing, Aggressive, Encompassing The World; A Non-missionary Church Is In The Bands Of Death.