Friday, March 24, 2006

Stray Birds - R.B. Tagore



Either you have work or you have not.
When you have to say, "Let us do something," then begins mischief.

A mind all logic is like a knife all blade.
It makes the hand bleed that uses it.

Praise shames me, for I secretly beg for it.

The best does not come alone. It comes with the company of the all.

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

In death the many becomes one; in life the one becomes many. Religion will be one when God is dead.

Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours of life.

My sad thoughts tease me asking me their own names.

The false can never grow into truth by growing in power.

I live in this little world of mine and am afraid to make it the least less. Lift me into thy world and let me have the freedom gladly to lose my all.

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