”Years ago by the side of the ravine in the Hill of Light, i.e., Arunachala, in an unostentatious habitation of thatch and stone, in the neighborhood of a babbling brook and in the companionship of squirrels, monkeys and other friends of the thicket, I first saw the slim figure of a Yogi who seemed to be the flame of a candle. The candle has now grown into Sri Ramanasramam. The flame is still there as it was. The paradox is that the flame feeds the candle and not the candle the flame.” – Krishnaswami Aiyar, retired chief justice of Travancore