“In the morning I bathe my intellect in the stupendous and cosmogonal philosophy of the Bhagvat Geeta, since whose composition years of the gods have elapsed, and in comparison with which our modern world and its literature seem puny and trivial; and I doubt if that philosophy is not to be referred to a previous state of existence, so remote is its sublimity from our conceptions. I lay down the book and go to my well for water, and lo! there I meet the servant of the Bramin, priest of Brahma and Vishnu and Indra, who still sits in his temple on the Ganges reading the Vedas, or dwells at the root of a tree with his crust and water jug. I meet his servant come to draw water for his master, and our buckets as it were grate together in the same well. The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges.” PhilosophySpiritualRespectSacredIntellectHinduismReverenceGodsBrahmaPriestBhagavad GitaVishnuGangesIndra Book:Walden or, Life in the Woods Source: Walden or, Life in the Woods
“She sits naked in the bathtub – a soupy mixture of water and milk, saffron and incense – she looks at the misty valley lit up with fluorescent lights. The Ganges at dusk. Lighted lamps floating away, gently, carrying secret sins.” SinsBathtubsNakednessNaked SoulSins Of The FatherGanges Book:So I Let It Be Source: So I Let It Be
“And I shall see it again... in dreams, when I sleep by the Ganges; and again, in a more remote hour—when another slumber overcomes me, on the shore of a darker stream!” SleepJane EyreGangesDarker Stream Book:Jane Eyre Source: Jane Eyre