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Love adorns itself;it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty. ~ Love does not claim possession,but gives freedom. ~ Love is an endless mystery,for it has nothing else to explain it. ~ Love’s gift cannot be given,it waits to…
Life is given to us,we earn it by giving it. ~ Let the dead have the immortality of fame,but the living the immortality of love. ~ Life’s errors cry for the merciful beautythat can modulate their isolation into aharmony with…
Beauty is truth’s smilewhen she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror. ~ Beauty is in the ideal of perfect harmonywhich is in the universal being;truth the perfect comprehension of the universal mind.
Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning. I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig. I am busy with my accounts, adding up figures by…
If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it.I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigiland its head bent low with patience. The morning will surely come, the darkness will…
Yes, I know, this is nothing but thy love,O beloved of my heart—-this golden light that dances upon the leaves,these idle clouds sailing across the sky,this passing breeze leaving its coolness upon my forehead. The morning light has flooded my…
When I go from hencelet this be my parting word,that what I have seen is unsurpassable. I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotusthat expands on the ocean of light,and thus am I blessed—-let this be my parting…
Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the runningstream. In big black letters I write my name on them and the name ofthe village where I live. I hope that someone in some strange land…
Palm-tree: single-legged giant, topping other trees, peering at the firmament—It longs to pierce the black cloud-ceiling and fly away, away, if only it had wings.The tree seems to express its wish in the tossing of its head: its fronds heave…
Two of us once metWhere the streams of life and death had stoppedWhere time stood still.Today it is so far and awayNow I am sailing aloneMy boat is rocking in the stormI now remember againHow once we metAt the end…