In English
Release can be won only through travail
Life 'here' is for the sake of reaching 'there'. That is to say, is for . And, let me tell you this. You cannot attain through . That is to say, the joy of release can be won only through travail and trial. Through pain is achieved by woman the bliss of mother-hood. Through toil, the coveted grain is earned by the farmer from the field. Through long days and nights of steady swatting is the examination passed and the Diploma won by the student. Deprive yourselves luxury and even comfort, detach yourselves from what you hold dear and near through sheer ignorance of what is the thing most dear and most near to yourself; pine, struggle, strive ceaseless-ly - and, then you are blessed with the inexpressible Bliss of merger with the Universal, of . It is grief that makes joy worth while, a precious possession; it is the pitch-dark night that prompts the seeker of light; it is death, that lends zest to life.