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The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

Rabindranath Tagore

Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.
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Dance Perfection
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, In life after life, in age after age, forever.
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Age Life Myself True Love Yourself
Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house – do not pass by like a dream.
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Best Dream Friendship Home
The biggest changes in a women’s nature are brought by love; in man, by ambition
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Ambition Big Change Love Man Nature Woman
Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward by outward beauty.
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Beautiful Love See
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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Earth Light Love Man Myself See Sing World
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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Light Love Man Myself See Sunrise World
Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.
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Philosophy
Men are cruel, but Man is kind.
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Kind Man
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.
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Danger Fear Inspirational Myself Prayer
I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
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Dream Generosity Joy Life Myself Philosophy
The small wisdom is like water in a glass, clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.
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Darkness Greatness Mystery Philosophy Sea Wisdom
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
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Leaving Season Sing Summer
I have lost my dewdrop , cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars.
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Flower Lost Morning Myself Stars
Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
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Earth Effort. Listen End Heaven Tree
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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Myself Silence Sun Thinking

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

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