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Love’s gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

Rabindranath Tagore

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A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
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Deep Hands Logic Mindset
We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every step.
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Deep Forever Philosophy
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.
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Ability Creation Inspirational
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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Freedom Home Love Power Prison World Yourself
I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things
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Carry Eyes Heart Myself Yourself
He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good.
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Goodness Himself Time
Love’s gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.
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Acceptance Gift Love Wait
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
Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness
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Darkness Help Myself Stars
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
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man’s hands.
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Flower Gift God Hands Man Wait Win
Men are cruel, but Man is kind.
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Kind Man
Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.
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Darkness Faith Feeling Light
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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Dream Friendship Home Myself
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
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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Carry Life Myself Nature Perspective Rain

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