Alas, not all things in life are easy; Even man struggles to be human.

Alas, not all things in life are easy; Even man struggles to be human.

Since sorrow follows joy As autumn does the spring Man must transcend the joys Of earth, which sorrows bring.

I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life!

For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river.

The world is no more than the Beloved's face. And the desire of the One to know its own beauty, we exist.

The drop grows happy by losing itself in the river.