A word to the surrendered heart
Is sufficient.A million words to the searching mind
Are sufficient.A billion words to the striving vital
Are sufficient.A trillion words to the sleeping body
Are NOT sufficient.A sleeping body, what is it?
Doubt, man’s doubt:His teeming doubts,
His brooding doubts. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 12, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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