In plain words
Clay is one, but the forms made of clay are many. The names are many. Gold is one, but the forms and names of the ornaments appear different. The cows are different in form, but the form of the milk is one! In the same way, in human life, which appears in many different forms and names, divinity remains one. To recognise this secret is man's chief duty. That is the aim of life. The men who see the unity in the many are very few. The intellectuals who take the one for the many, divide it and recognise it so, are growing day by day. But against the sway of present-day conditions, the unity in the many is the true support. If we recognise our own Satya, we become people who have recognised everything. We must try to recognise that Satya. But man today forgets that Satya, the support of all. They believe only in the difference that shows in the many. This is man going astray. This is the root cause of man's degeneration.
Wherever you look, selfishness and self-interest alone are dancing wildly
In daily life every man, through ceaseless labour, through endless anxieties, through desires without end, through griefs he cannot understand, struggles to attain the unattainable form and falls prey to unrest. In this visible world we see forms and names of many kinds. All these forms and names are contained in the one word ‘this’. This is the true essence of the Vedānta, of the Upaniṣads. For us, what is the quality of Ānanda? Today we think of Vijayadaśamī as a day of Ānanda. Ānanda is not this.
The day when all true devotees, calling ‘O God!’, sing His praise sweet to the ears; the day of lovingly wiping away all the troubles of the poor and living like brothers; the day of serving, to the bands of servants who think on God, a sweet feast with love; the day when some great soul comes to us and tells the stories of God in friendship: live such a day as a day; all the others are only days for the dead.