The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. – Rabindranath Tagore
Do not say, It is morning, and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name. – Rabindranath Tagore
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. – Rabindranath Tagore
Do not say, It is morning, and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name. – Rabindranath Tagore
Love is not a mere impulse, it must contain truth, which is law. – Rabindranath Tagore
Beauty is truths smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror. – Rabindranath Tagore
And to my thinking as a lover of life, butterflies, soap-bubbles, and whatever is of their kind among men, know most of happiness. To see these light, foolish, delicate, mobile little souls flitting about—that moveth Zarathustra to tears and to song. – Friedrich Nietzsche (1844–1900), “Of Reading and Writing,” Thus Spake Zarathus