Profile Of A Perfect Person

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Jaico Publishing House, Jan 1, 2004 - Religion - 148 pages
The Bhagavad Gita : A Melody DivineMichelangelo said that inside every block of stone dwells a beautiful statue.The Bhagavad Gita is a divine song that helps unravel the beauty within you. It helps you to discover the magic potency of self-governance. It enriches you from within. Carl Jung said, Who looks outside dreams, who looks inside awakes. The world converges to that rare person who has empowered himself and tapped his inner resources. Such a person achieves success effortlessly. He is happy and evolves to his full potential. Without cultivating your inner resources you feel inadequate, incomplete. It is only with inner unfoldment that you experience true power. You are not the human being going through a spiritual experience; you are the very Spirit. The Gita brings you back to the cognition of your true potential. You become a Perfect Person.

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Section 2
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Section 3
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Section 4
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Section 5
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Section 6
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Section 7
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Section 8
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Section 9
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Section 10
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Section 11
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Section 12
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Page 46 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Page 59 - They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings. The strong gods pine for my abode, And pine in vain the sacred Seven; But thou, meek lover of the good! Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.
Page 24 - A servant with this clause makes drudgery divine; who sweeps a room, as for thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
Page 53 - Heaven-born, the Soul a heaven-ward course must hold ; Beyond the visible world she soars to seek (For what delights the sense is false and weak) Ideal Form, the universal mould. The wise man, I affirm, can find no rest In that which perishes : nor will he lend His heart to aught which doth on time depend. "Tis sense, unbridled will, and not true love, That kills the soul: love betters what is best, Even here below, but more in Heaven above.
Page 53 - God made The world which we inhabit ? Better plea Love cannot have, than that in loving thee Glory to that eternal Peace is paid, Who such Divinity to thee imparts As hallows and makes pure all gentle hearts. His hope is treacherous only whose love dies With beauty, which is varying every hour : But, in chaste hearts uninfluenced by the power Of outward change, there blooms a deathless flower, That breathes on earth the air of paradise.
Page 61 - Even this shall pass away." Trains of camels through the sand Brought him gems from Samarcand; Fleets of galleys through the seas Brought him pearls to match with these. But he counted not his gain Treasures of the mine or main; "What is wealth?" the king would say; "Even this shall pass away.
Page 61 - Once in Persia reigned a king Who upon his signet ring Graved a maxim true and wise, Which if held before his eyes, Gave him counsel at a glance Fit for every change and chance, Solemn words, and these are they: "Even this shall pass away.
Page 20 - To Shakespeare the intellect of the world, speaking in divers accents, applies with one accord his own words : ' How noble in reason ! how infinite in faculty ! in apprehension how like a god ! ' APPENDIX APPENDIX THE SOURCES OF BIOGRAPHICAL KNOWLEDGE THE scantiness of contemporary records of Shakespeare's career has been much exaggerated.
Page 63 - Struck with palsy, sere and old, Waiting at the Gates of Gold, Said he with his dying breath, > "Life is done, but what is death?" Then, in answer to the king, Fell a sunbeam on his ring, Showing by a heavenly ray: "Even this shall pass away.
Page 54 - A man that looks on glass, On it may stay his eye ; Or if he pleaseth, through it pass, And then the heaven espy. All may of Thee partake : Nothing can be so mean, Which with this tincture (for Thy sake) Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine : Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, Makes that and th...

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