Posted on December 5, 2011 with 302 notes.
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The flower goes on spreading it’s fragrance whether anybody comes or not, whether anybody appreciates or not. The flower does not start releasing its fragrance when it sees that a great poet is coming by — ‘Now this man will appreciate, now this man will be able to understand who I am.’ And it does not close its doors when it sees that a stupid, idiotic person is passing there — insensitive, dull, a politician or something like that. It does not close itself — ‘What is the point? Why cast pearls before swine?’
No, the flower goes on spreading its fragrance. It is a state of being, not a relationship.