In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.”
~ Gautama Siddharta
~ Gautama Siddharta
What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
-Andrew Marvell