"Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky."
"According to the true Indian view, our consciousness of the world, merely as the sum total of things that exist, and as governed by laws, is imperfect. But it is perfect when our consciousness realizes all things as spiritually one with it, and therefore capable of giving us joy. For us the highest purpose of this world is not merely living in it, knowing it and making use of it, but realizing our own selves in it through expansion of sympathy; not alienating ourselves from it and dominating it, but comprehending and uniting it with ourselves in perfect union."
Source: Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Plays, stories”, p.106, Atlantic Publishers & Dist
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