After reading all that has been written, and after thinking all that can be thought, on the topics of God and the soul, the man who has a right to say that he thinks at all, will find himself face to face with the conclusion that, on these topics, the most profound thought is that which can be the least easily distinguished from the most superficial sentiment.
Know, O beloved, that man was not created in jest or at random, but marvelously made and for some great end. Although he is not form everlasting, yet he lives for ever; and though his body is mean and earthly, yet his spirit is lofty and divine
Pathar ki hai dunya jazbaat nahi samajhti.
Dil mai kya hai wo baat nahi samajhti.
Tanha to chand bhi hai sitaron mai.
Par chand ka dard bewaffa raat nahi samajhti.
Yaad Mein Teri Aahe Bharta Hai Koi
Har Saans Ke Saath Tujhe Yaad Karta Hai Koi
Maut To Sachai Hai Aani Hai
Lekin Teri Judaai Mein Har Roz Marta Hai Koi
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