Dedication
If you shut your door to all errors, Truth will be shut out.
— Rabindranath Tagore
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The song that I came to sing remains
unsung to this day.
I have spent my days in stringing and
in unstringing my instrument.
The time has not come true, the words
have not been rightly set; only there is the
agony of wishing in my heart.
The blossom has not opened; only the
wind is sighing by.
— Rabindranath Tagore (from “Gitanjali”)
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“If enough affection can not be,
Let the more loving one be me.”
— W.H. Auden