In plain words
Though you do japa, homa, the daily fire rite and tapas, they do not equal remembering Hari’s Name; though you travel to places of pilgrimage and worship there, they do not equal remembering Hari’s Name; though you keep fasts and vratas without fail, they do not equal remembering Hari’s Name; though you perform horse sacrifices beyond measure, they do not equal remembering Hari’s Name. Living in the forest on leaves and roots, what is gained by wandering about as a sādhu? Weigh it well: what fruit do all these bring? Without remembrance, Hari’s grace will not come.
Though one has recited the Vedas and Vedāṅgas by heart, though one is able to compose verse and prose, without purity of citta he comes to ruin: this word of Sai is the path that makes the truth known.
Embodiments of Prema!
However clever a man may be, however learned, if purity of the antaḥkaraṇa itself is missing, he cannot experience the Ānanda of the Ātma. For purity of citta, to do good deeds such as dhyāna, tapas, yoga and Dharma, to give in charity with no desire for the fruit, and to carry out one’s duties in society: that is the main path to purity of citta. Ānanda is not simply something we earn for ourselves anew. Ānanda is man’s true form. To behold his own true form himself is man’s chief duty. From daybreak until he lies down at night, from birth until death, man strains in many ways for this Ānanda, craning his neck for it and trying in many ways to obtain it. But, enjoying the Ānanda of the senses and taking it to be lasting Ānanda, true Ānanda, he scrambles after nothing more than a reflected Ānanda. But this reflected Ānanda can never be lasting Ānanda or the Ānanda of the Ātma.