يا أحبتي إننا جميعاً فانون ، أمن الحكمة أن يحطم المرء قلبه من أجل تلك التي استأثرت بقلبها ومضت ؟ - Rabindranath Tagore

That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.

YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf,
I am the smaller one on its upper side,'
said the dewdrop to the lake.

I came out alone on my way to my tryst. But who is this that follows me in the silent dark?

I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not.

He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger; he adds his loud voice to every word that I utter.

He is my own little self, my lord, he knows no shame; but I am ashamed to come to thy door in his company.