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I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things
The problem is not how to wipe out all differences, but how to unite with all differences intact.
Whatever we treasure for ourselves separates us from others; our possessions are our limitations.
When our universe is in harmony with man, the eternal, we know it as truth, we feel it as beauty.
If you want to know India, study Vivekananda. In him everything is positive and nothing negative.
My eyes have seen much, but they are not weary. My ears have heard much, but they thirst for more.
Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.
A butterfly flitting from flower to flower ever remains mine, I lose the one that is netted by me.
Music fills the infinite between two souls. This has been muffled by the mist of our daily habits.
For every child that is born, it brings with it the hope that God is not yet disappointed with man.
God, the Great Giver, can open the whole universe to our gaze in the narrow space of a single land.
These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.
And joy is everywhere; it is in the earth's green covering of grass; in the blue serenity of the sky.
The Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.
In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.
Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
Death belongs to life as birth does The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down
Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.
It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower.
The soil in return for her service keeps the tree tied to her, the sky asks nothing and leaves it free.
Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.
when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.
Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.
Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.
If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.
By unrighteousness man prospers, gains what appears desirable, conquer enemies, but perishes a the root.
Jewel-Like the immortaldoes not boast of its length of yearsbut of the scintillating point of the moment.
Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty that can modulate their isolation into a harmony with the whole.
If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my love.
Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.
The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth."
Death's stamp gives value to the coin of life; making it possible to buy with life what is truly precious.
Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.
I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.
With begging and scrambling we find very little, but with being true to ourselves we find a great deal more.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
The danger inherent in all force grows stronger when it is likely to gain success, for then it becomes temptation.
Whether joy or sorrow, pain or pleasure; whatsoever may befall thee, accept it serenely with an unvanquished heart.
We do not stray out of all words into the ever silent; We do not raise our hands to the void for things beyond hope.
When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest.
Asks the Possible of the Impossible, "Where is your dwelling-place?" "In the dreams of the Impotent," comes the answer.
This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,' said the dewdrop to the lake.