“It is like this. Take a bird that is tied with a string. It will fly off in every direction and, when it cannot find a resting place anywhere else, it will alight back upon the very thing to which it ...”

Chandogya Upanishad

“The finest essence here—”

Chandogya Upanishad

“So, those here in this world who depart without having discovered the self and these real desires”

Chandogya Upanishad