"Who is man's great teacher? None other than man himself. Is it not he who reads the enigmatic signs at the crossroads of life, advancing his steps from birth to birth? Are not his senses sufficient to enable him to speak his earthly tongue? Does he not come a traveler equipped for the long journey of life? What mystery does the casket of his brain conceal? And is his heart not hidden away so that none can know what treasure is contains? Like a seed yielding its possession of a mighty tree, so too does man yield the divinity he conceals. We may clothe his naked form for a while, we may strengthen his limbs with food, we may shed some earthly light on his human path, put in the end it is he who grows by giants steps, it is he who speaks the immortal tongues, and it is he who vanishes when his play is played."
(Selvarajan Yesudian, translated by D.Q. Stephenson: 1979, p15)
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