Being Is Dying By Loving.

Art Is One Of The Sources Through Which The Soul Expresses Itself And Inspires Others. But To Express Art Thoroughly, One Must Have The Inner Emotions Opened Thoroughly.

Sometimes Our Weakness Is Considered Strength, And We Take Delight In Borrowed Greatness.

Life Becomes Meaningful And All Activities Are Purposeful Only On The Basis Of Faith In The Enduring Reality.

People Wait For The Big Moment, The Great Event, And Forget That Happiness Comes From Building Steadily On The Small Daily Things Of Life. People Wait For That Special Moment To Express Love And Forget That Love Springs From Thoughtfulness Practised Every Day. People Wait, But Waiting Is Future And Now Is Always The Time.

The Entire Life Of The Personal Ego Is Continually In The Grip Of Wanting, I. E., An Attempt To Seek Fulfilment Of Desires Through Things That Change And Vanish. But There Can Be No Real Fulfilment Through The Transient Things