The butterfly flitting from flower to flower ever remains mine, I lose the one that is netted by me.
-Rabindranath Tagore, philosopher, author, songwriter, painter, educator, composer, Nobel laureate (7 May 1861-1941)
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America has been called a melting pot, but it seems better to call it a mosaic, for in it each nation, people, or race which has come to its...
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