And she watches them with
amusement as they flutter about her, petting her as if she were a
nice child, a child or a toy, not dreaming that she is saying to
herself sorrowfully: "How empty their lives must be of
all spiritual beauty IF they are nothing more than they appear to be.
amusement as they flutter about her, petting her as if she were a
nice child, a child or a toy, not dreaming that she is saying to
herself sorrowfully: "How empty their lives must be of
all spiritual beauty IF they are nothing more than they appear to be.
Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold
