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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.

Rabindranath Tagore

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On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
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If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door- or i’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
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Darkness Inspirational Myself Presence
Men are cruel, but Man is kind.
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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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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
The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
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End Home Spiritual Travel World
We live in the world when we love it.
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Live Love World
Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.
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Believe Creation Mind People Principle Reflection World
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
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Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.
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End Explanation Love Mystery
We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every step.
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Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.
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Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
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Love’s gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.
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You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
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Feeling Myself Smile Wait Yourself
If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.
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Life Stars Sun Tears Yourself

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