A Quote by Chinmayananda Saraswati

Children are not vessels to be filled but lamps to be lit. — © Chinmayananda Saraswati
Children are not vessels to be filled but lamps to be lit.

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The lamps are lit, the fires burn bright. The house is full of life and light.
But at night, when the library lamps are lit, the outside world disappears and nothing but the space of books remains in existence.
The lamps are going out all over Europe; we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime.
Men are just like unlit lamps: in themselves they are no good for anything, but, when lit, they can be handy to have around the house.
The foolish took their lamps, but took no oil (pursued ministry as their priority over getting oil). The wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps (pursued oil as their priority before ministry). At the dark midnight hour of history, the Spirit will raise up forerunners who cry out that Jesus is coming as a Bridegroom God and that we must go out to meet Him (make the necessary effort to encounter Him). They all slept which speaks of living in context to the natural processes of life.
You, O Books, are the golden vessels of the temple, the arms of the clerical militia with which the missiles of the most wicked are destroyed; fruitful olives, vines of Engaddi, fig-trees knowing no sterility; burning lamps to be ever held in the hand.
God is not looking for gold vessels or silver vessels. He is looking for willing vessels
Many Americans have a romanticized view of trains, rooted in a bygone era of elaborately adorned rail cars lit by flickering gas lamps and pulled by smoke-belching steam locomotives.
The Heavenly Father does not ask for golden vessels. He does not ask for silver vessels. God asks for yielded vessels.
What happens is that the system builds many inferior blood vessels in the eye to take the place of the vessels that are dying. And those blood vessels are not up to the task. And they bleed. They hemorrhage and they cover the eye inside with blood.
A child is not a vase to be filled, but a fire to be lit.
The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.
My feeling about my own work is, I could be writing 'The Aeneid' and they would still have to call it chick lit or mommy lit or menopausal old hag lit.
We must view young people not as empty bottles to be filled, but as candles to be lit.
My earliest realization of the stir of national life was the torch parade in the Garfield campaign. On that occasion, I was not only allowed out that night, but I saw the lamps being filled and lighted.
Children are the vessels into which adults pour their poison.
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