Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.
RABINDRANATH TAGOREThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
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Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness
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Never be afraid of the moments–thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
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Power said to the world, you are mine. The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, I am thine. The world gave it the freedom of her house.
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Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.
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We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every step.
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Great calm, generous detachment, selfless love, disinterested effort: these are what make for success in life. If you can find peace in yourself and can spread comfort around you, you will be happier than an empress.
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Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.
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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, In life after life, in age after age, forever.
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He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good.
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Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.
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Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.
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The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
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Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.
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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
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Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.
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