To make even one single person happy,
To love her completely, to give her without restraint
All that you could if your were God himself;
Or to love, even a plant, an animal,
Any piece of life; to nurture it,
To care, to have tenderness for someone else;
Even to do this just once, fully and entirely,
Is to fulfill one's life and find heaven afterwards.
Poem from "The Serene Flame"
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