Oriental Religions and Their Relation to Universal Religion: India

Jas. R. Osgood, 1873 - 802 pàgines

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Pàgina 430 - ... the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.
Pàgina 658 - 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.
Pàgina 117 - 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...
Pàgina 395 - 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.
Pàgina 163 - 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.
Pàgina 533 - 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.
Pàgina 591 - 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.
Pàgina 656 - 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.
Pàgina 635 - 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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