I am haunted by numberless islands, many a Danaan shore, Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“Tombstones covered the dale, the smooth marble surfaces bright. She had spent days here as a teenager, though not out of any… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share Image
The ocean of Spirit has become the little bubble of my soul. Whether floating in birth, or disappearing in death, in the… — Paramahansa Yogananda Copy Share Image
What is realisation? Realisation is my conscious and constant sailing with my Inner Pilot in His Golden Boat towards the uncharted land,… — Sri Chinmoy Copy Share Image
