Your age, your youth, your strength, your wealth, your status should not make you feel very proud because with your advancing age, all these will vanish. In this context, what is the point in your feeling proud of this leather bag of a body.
Man had discovered electricity and is proud to use it for giving light. But what poor glory is this! When the sun rises even the brightest bulb pales into insignificance. Man's handiwork of brick and mortar is laid in ruins, with roofs flying in the air due to a storm. On what basis can he erect his pride? The sun is but a star among billions in space. The earth is but a speck, rotating around the sun. The country to which he belongs is but a fraction of that speck; his place of residence is a microscopic dot in that fraction and he is but one among lakhs of people living therein. He struts about for a few winks of time, and prides himself most stupidly, as if he is the Lord and the Master.
(Gems of Wisdom, Attachment, pg 142)
