No durable things are built on violent passion. Nature grows her plants in silence and in darkness, and only when they have become strong do they put their heads above the ground. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
No philosophy, no religion, has ever brought so glad a message to the world as this good news of Atheism. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The Self in you is the same as the Self Universal. Whatever powers are manifested throughout the world, those powers exist in germ, in latency, in you… If you realize the unity of the Self amid the diversities of the Not-Self, then Yoga Will not seem an impossible thing to you. — Annie Besant Copy Share
When we recognise that unity of all living things, then at once arises the question - how can we support this life of ours… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
In morals, theosophy builds its teachings on the unity, seeing in each form the expression of a common life, and therefore the fact that… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
Never yet has a God been defined in terms which were not palpably self-contradictory and absurd; never yet has a God been described so… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
After a study of some forty years and more of the great religions of the world, I find none so perfect, none so scientific,… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The human body is constantly undergoing a process of decay and of reconstruction. First builded into the astral form in the womb of the… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
Sun-worship and pure forms of nature-worship were, in their day, noble religions, highly allegorical but full of profound truth and knowledge. — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
A myth is far truer than a history, for a history only gives a story of the shadows, whereas a myth gives a story… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
Every form, not being the whole, must, of necessity, be imperfect; less than the whole, it cannot be identical with the whole, and being… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The divine life is the spirit in everything that exists, from the atom to the archangel; the grain of dust could not be were… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
