But if you could for a time wipe out all the poets and all their poetry from the world, then you would soon discover, by their very absence, where the men of action got their energy from, and who really supplied the life-sap to their harvest-field.
It is not those who have plunged deep down into the Pundit’s Ocean of Renunciation, nor those who are always clinging to their possessions; it is not those who have become adepts in turning out quantities of work, nor those who are ever telling the dry beads of duty,–it is not these who win at last.
But it is those who love, because they live. These truly win, for they truly surrender. They accept pain with all their strength and with all their strength they remove pain.
It is they who create, because they know the secret of true joy, which is the secret of detachment.
~ Rabindranath Tagore, The Cycle of Spring
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