While God waits for His temple to be built of love, men bring stones. – Rabindranath Tagore
Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand with a grip that kills it. – Rabindranath Tagore
While God waits for His temple to be built of love, men bring stones. – Rabindranath Tagore
Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand with a grip that kills it. – Rabindranath Tagore
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. – Rabindranath Tagore