She was the iron, the seed, the cloud, and the rain.

You, too, are the iron, the seed, the cloud, and the rain.

It is only human vanity which prompts you to believe that you are yourself and that you are free.

Do you find any freedom in this world save that which you fondly believe to exist within yourself?
Self! There is but one self, God.

I have been told that the people of the East call Him Brahma.