Life Quotes and Sayings: October 2014

Truth

Make your nerves strong. What we want is
muscles of iron and nerves of steel.
We have wept long enough. No more weeping,
but stand on your feet and be men.

It is a man-making religion that we want.

It is man-making theories that we want.

It is man-making education all round that we want.

And here is the test of truth — anything that makes

you weak physically, intellectually, and spiritually,

reject as poison; there is no life in it,

it cannot be true.

Truth is strengthening. Truth is purity,

truth is all-knowledge; truth must be strengthening,

must be enlightening, must be invigorating.

Strength

All great undertakings are achieved through mighty obstacles.
Put forth your manly effort. Wretched people under the grip of lust and
gold deserve to be looked upon with indifference.
Keep up the deepest mental poise; take not even the slightest notice
of what puerile creatures may be saying against you.
Indifference! Indifference! Indifference! All power is within you;
you can do anything and everything. Believe in that;
do not believe that you are weak; do not believe that you are
half-crazy lunatics as most of us believe now-a-days.
You can do anything and everything,
without even the guidance of any one.

Our mistakes have places here. Go on!

Do not look back if you think you have done something that is not right.

Now, do you believe you could be what you are today,

had you not made those mistakes before? Bless your mistakes, then.

They have been angels unawares. Blessed be torture!

Blessed be happiness Do not care what be your lot.

Hold on to the ideal. March on!

Do not look back upon little mistakes and things.

In this battlefield of ours, the dust of mistakes must be raised.

Those who are so thin-skinned that they cannot bear the dust,

let them get out of the ranks.

No One to Blame

The sun goes down, its crimson rays
        Light up the dying day;
A startled glance I throw behind
        And count my triumph shame;
                No one but me to blame.

Each day my life I make or mar,
        Each deed begets its kind,
Good good, bad bad, the tide once set
        No one can stop or stem;
                No one but me to blame.

I am my own embodied past;
        Therein the plan was made;
The will, the thought, to that conform,
        To that the outer frame;
                No one but me to blame.

Love comes reflected back as love,
        Hate breeds more fierce hate,
They mete their measures, lay on me
        Through life and death their claim;
                No one but me to blame.

I cast off fear and vain remorse,
        I feel my Karma's sway
I face the ghosts my deeds have raised —
        Joy, sorrow, censure, fame;
                No one but me to blame.

Good, bad, love, hate, and pleasure, pain
        Forever linked go,
I dream of pleasure without pain,
        It never, never came;
                No one but me to blame.

I give up hate, I give up love,
        My thirst for life is gone;
Eternal death is what I want,
        Nirvanam goes life's flame;
                No one is left to blame.

One only man, one only God, one ever perfect soul,
One only sage who ever scorned the dark and dubious ways,
One only man who dared think and dared show the goal

— That death is curse, and so is life, and best when stops to be.

Om Nama Bhagavate Sambuddhâya
Om, I salute the Lord, the awakened