A Series of Lessons in Gnani Yoga (the Yoga of Wisdom.)

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Yogi Publication Society, 1907 - 302 psl.
 

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1
II
27
III
51
IV
75
V
101
VI
127
VII
153
VIII
177
IX
203
X
229
XI
253
XII
277
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202 psl. - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
9 psl. - Is it not just possible that there is a mode of being as much transcending Intelligence and Will, as these transcend mechanical motion ? It is true that we are totally unable to conceive any such higher mode of being.
194 psl. - There is no exception to the rule that every organic being naturally increases at so high a rate that, if not destroyed, the earth would soon be covered by the progeny of a single pair.
227 psl. - And as to you Corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons.
273 psl. - Before beginning, and without an end, As space eternal and as surety sure, Is fixed a Power divine which moves to good, Only its laws endure.
226 psl. - ... circled ; For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere, From Asia, from the north, from the God, the sage, and the hero, From the south, from the flowery peninsulas and the spice islands, Long having wander'd since, round the earth having wander'd, Now I face home again, very pleas'd and joyous, (But where is what I started for so long ago? And why is it yet unfound...
94 psl. - When to a man who understands, the Self has become all things, what sorrow, what trouble can there be to him who once beheld that unity ? 8.
95 psl. - I touch'd my limbs, the limbs Were strange not mine — and yet no shade of doubt, But utter clearness, and thro...
214 psl. - How often do we find ourselves in society which we have never before met, and yet feel impressed with a mysterious and ill-defined consciousness that neither the scene, the speakers, nor the subject are entirely new, — nay, feel as if we could anticipate that part of the conversation which has not yet taken place...
193 psl. - She can act on every internal organ, on every shade of constitutional difference on the whole machinery of life. Man selects only for his own good ; Nature only for that of the being which she tends.

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