"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."
"Things in which we do not take joy are either a burden upon our minds to be got rid of at any cost; or they are useful, and therefore in temporary and partial relation to us, becoming burdensome when their utility is lost; or they are like wandering vagabonds, loitering for a moment on the outskirts of our recognition, and then passing on. A thing is only completely our own when it is a thing of joy to us."
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Source: Rabindranath Tagore (2017). “Sadhana: The Realization of Life”, p.104, BookRix
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