To make our body of senses and limbs the stately mansion which puts forth the majesty and tenderness of Mother Earth; to make our emotions start from the spring of Love, glide forth in the river of gentleness and empty themselves in the Ocean of Compassion; to make our thoughts harbringers of goodwill and like birds rise in the Aether of Space, singing their songs—joyous and clear and fresh; to transform ourselves into the steady-burning Flame of the Nachiketas Fire—symbol of the Disciple; that is the task that lies before us.
— B. P. Wadia, from Living the Life