Come oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.

The Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.

Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.

Only Thee That I want thee, only thee---let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to the core. As the night keeps hidden in its gloom the petition for light, even thus in the depth of my unconsciousness rings the cry ---`I want thee, only thee'. As the storm still seeks its end in peace when it strikes against peace with all its might, even thus my rebellion strikes against thy love and still its cry is ---`I want thee, only thee'.

to tyrannize for the country is to tyrannize over the country

Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!

Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness