Away back, where no recorded history, nay, not even the dim light of tradition, can penetrate,
has been steadily shining the light, sometimes dimmed by external circumstances, at others effulgent,
but undying and steady, shedding its lustre not only over India,
but permeating the whole thought-world with its power, silent, unperceived, gentle, yet omnipotent, like the dew that falls in the morning, unseen and unnoticed, yet bringing into bloom the fairest of roses:
this has been the thought of the Upanishads,
the philosophy of the Vedanta.
Nobody knows when it first came to flourish on the soil of India.
- Swami Vivekananda,
Address at Calcutta,
Lectures From Colombo to Almora
has been steadily shining the light, sometimes dimmed by external circumstances, at others effulgent,
but undying and steady, shedding its lustre not only over India,
but permeating the whole thought-world with its power, silent, unperceived, gentle, yet omnipotent, like the dew that falls in the morning, unseen and unnoticed, yet bringing into bloom the fairest of roses:
this has been the thought of the Upanishads,
the philosophy of the Vedanta.
Nobody knows when it first came to flourish on the soil of India.
- Swami Vivekananda,
Address at Calcutta,
Lectures From Colombo to Almora
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