Thursday, October 02, 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
The flower goes on spreading it's fragrance whether anybody comes or not, whether anybody appreciates or not. The flower does not start releasing its fragrance when it sees that a great poet is coming by - 'Now this man will appreciate, now this man will be able to understand who I am.' And it does not close its doors when it sees that a stupid, idiotic person is passing there - insensitive, dull, a politician or something like that. It does not close itself - 'What is the point? Why cast pearls before swine?'. No, the flower goes on spreading its fragrance. It is a state of being, not a relationship...
Monday, September 08, 2014
Thursday, September 04, 2014
“If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation.”