The poems and utterances of an illumined soul. They are tender cries of yearning; yet however profound the longing, there is always at the heart of it the certainty of God.
Nature, body, mind go to death, not we. We neither go nor come. The man Vivekananda is in nature, is born and dies; but the Self we see as Vivekananda is never born and never dies. It is the eternal and unchangeable Reality.
-Swami Vivekananda