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Maybe we're just falling stars, we once danced in the same skyline looking down at the world. And we've fallen like all others, from near and far, we've gathered together, but separated by time and space, keeping a part of that light that we've came with and spreading it in this dark world that we've chosen to live in, in order to shine some light and love around. Maybe we've chosen to believe one truth today, and find it to be false tomorrow. Maybe we're trying to not get attached to the idea that we now know it all. At night, we see the truth of where we've fallen from, gazing in that night sky full of distant stars, constellations, planets, the reflection of the sun on the moon, all with their own stories to tell. Sometimes we wonder why would we leave such a mysterious place, with an infinite amount of stories and wonders. Maybe it's because as stars we could've only seen each other's light from afar, but here we can listen more carefully to each other's story, embrace each other and kiss, discover more and more of what can be seen when infinite star dust potential is put into one body and given freedom to walk the Earth and wander, love and enjoy every moment until coming back. Maybe in the morning, we'll only see one star shining up there and forget the others. Maybe that is also how life and death is, and the beauty of the sunrise and sunset that come in between, our childhood years and old years, when we reflect on the stars that we once were and that we will once again be. Maybe, just maybe.

Watching the infinite horizons gives you infinite dreams, infinite ideas, infinite paths! Choose a great target and then you will see that great instruments will appear for you to reach that target!

Funny thing about love, ain__ it? Sometimes it saves you and sometimes, like right then, even love isn__ enough.

Unlike wealth, there is an infinite value in legacy.

Self-preservation is to hunker down in the suffocating confines of this infinitesimally tiny existence that I define as __e,_ instead of letting __e_ run through the infinitely massive expanse of everything that is not me. And if the beast of self-preservation does not permit such freedoms, I will preserve myself to my own death.

The sea is only the embodiment of asupernatural and wonderful existence.It is nothing but love and emotionit is the __iving Infinite...

Infinite and finite are both mental constructs.

As I contemplate a relationship with God, I find that I__ afraid to ride on the coattails of the infinite. But what I fear more than that is spending my life in the coat closet.

The worldly life relationships are that of selfishness. All relationships are relative (temporary). Only the relationship with the Gnani Purush [the enlightened one] is real. He has infinite compassion for you. He has become one with his soul [atma swaroop] and therefore he brings forth all your solutions (and liberates you).

Knowledge is the most prized commodity in the entire universe, and it is infinite in its commodity.

Given free rein, our imagination can get infinite.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite.

Faith is an act of a finite being who is grasped by, and turned to, the infinite.

Like a blazing comet, I've traversed infinite nights, interstellar spaces of the imagination, voluptuousness and fear.

Our knowledge can only be finite, while our ignorance must necessarily be infinite.

Music fills the infinite between two souls.

I've said my patience is not infinite.

Nature is an infinite sphere of which the center is everywhere and the circumference nowhere.