Oriental Religions and Their Relation to Universal Religion: India

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Jas. R. Osgood, 1873 - 802 psl.

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430 psl. - ... the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.
658 psl. - All that we are is the result of what we have thought: it is founded on our thoughts, it is made up of our thoughts.
117 psl. - In the beginning there arose the source of golden light. He was the only born lord of all that is. He established the earth and the sky. Who is the God to whom we shall offer our sacrifice...
395 psl. - For we know in part, and we prophesy in part: but when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away.
163 psl. - Slight those who say amidst their sickly healths, Thou livest by rule. What doth not so but man ? Houses are built by rule, and commonwealths. Entice the trusty sun, if that you can, From his Ecliptic line ; beckon the sky. Who lives by rule, then, keeps good company.
533 psl. - God made all the creatures and gave them our love and our fear, To give sign, we and they are His children, one family here.
591 psl. - Looking for the maker of this tabernacle, I shall have to run through a course of many births, so long as I do not find ( him ) ; and painful is birth again and again. But now, maker of the tabernacle, thou hast been seen; thou shalt not make up this tabernacle again. All thy rafters are broken, thy ridge-pole is sundered; the mind, approaching the Eternal ( visankhara, nirvana ) has attained to the extinction of all desires.
656 psl. - He who has tasted the sweetness of solitude and tranquillity, is free from fear and free from sin, while he tastes the sweetness of drinking in the law. The sight of the elect (Ariya) is good, to live with them is always happiness ; if a man does not see fools, he will be truly happy.
635 psl. - O earth, so full of dreary noises ! O men, with wailing in your voices ! O delved gold, the wailers heap! O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God strikes a silence through you all, And giveth His beloved, sleep.

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