"Injustice is relatively easy to bear; what stings is justice."

- H.L. Mencken

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Undisputedly do these twinkling stars of the sky know how my heart breaks into many pieces for Thee and this silent, meditative earth is also aware of so many torrents of tears washing her soul simultaneously.

        Beaming with love, full of devotion, is the solitary soul of mine, and I have to move about in this vast world accompanied by it.  My songs are nothing but echoes.  Each and every fiber of this penance-grove comprehends correctly how my soul is filled with melancholy and pathos and still rejoicing. 

        Never mind still, if someone derives enlightenment by another’s burning, acquires nectar through somebody’s poison, and accumulates pleasure at the cost of somebody’s weeping, incomprehensible is the fate of his.  But, O love-intoxicated Lord!  Kindly forget not this ambrosial music of mine is powerful enough for making the heart nectar-like; the tranquil stream of melancholy is singing silently in this permanent pleasure of mine.

(From Shri Yogeshwarji's book entitled 'Tunes unto the Infinite')