In plain words
He who bears every form, the tranquil; who bears every name, the auspicious; whose form is Saccidānanda, the One without a second: Satyam, Śivam, Sundaram.
Embodiments of Prema!
Human life is most exalted. It is gracious, it is virtuous. To have taken such a human birth and yet be unable to recognise one's own secret: truly, that can only be called misfortune. Man's goal, man's aim, is nothing but the vision of his own svarūpa! Failing to recognise that truth, caught in the tangles of the worldly, the physical and the natural, unable himself to recognise his own true svarūpa, man falls prey to many losses and many hardships. So that man might cross over, the maharṣis taught nine kinds of paths, proclaimed them and went on spreading them through the whole world. Following any one of these paths, rejoicing in it and practising it, man can attain fulfilment.
In the Kali age there is no sādhana greater than remembrance of the Name
Listening, singing, remembering Viṣṇu, serving His feet, worship, salutation, servitude, friendship and the offering of the self.
To win the divine Presence, to enjoy that treasure, the right and easy path is remembrance of the Name alone.
The Name of Hari, the Name of Hari, the Name of Hari alone; in Kali there is no other, no other, no other way at all.