Lotus

"Oh! what are the brightest that e'er have blown To the lote-tree, springing by Alla's throne, Whose flowers have a soul in every leaf."

"Be like a lotus. Let the beauty of your heart speak. Be grateful to the mud, water, air and the light."

"Eyes pure and broad like the blue lotus; mind pure, steeped in meditations; for pure deeds long accumulated, boundless in fame, your quietude guides the assembly-thus we bow our heads."

"My philosophy is to use the stones hurled at me to make a bridge for myself; I believe in proving my critics wrong through my work. I keep saying, the more muck you throw at me, the brighter will the BJP lotus bloom. That is the nature of the lotus, it rises out of keechhad (slush) to create exquisite beauty."

"Sikander burnt all books the same wise as fire burns hay. All the scintillating works faced destruction in the same manner that lotus flowers face with the onset of frosty winter."

"Where drooping lotos-flowers, distilling balm, Dream by the drowsy streamlets sleep hath crown'd, While Care forgets to sigh, and Peace hath balsamed Pain."

"The lotus flower is troubled At the sun's resplendent light; With sunken head and sadly She dreamily waits for the night."

"Lotos, the name; divine, nectareous juice!"

"Stone lotus cups, with petals dipped in sand."

"They wove the lotus band to deck And fan with pensile wreath their neck."

"A spring there is, whose silver waters show Clear as a glass the shining sands below: A flowering lotos spreads its arms above, Shades all the banks, and seems itself a grove."

"The lotos bowed above the tide and dreamed."

"The Lotos blooms below the barren peak: The Lotos blooms by every winding creek: All day the wind breathes low with mellower tone: Thro' every hollow cave and alley lone, Round and round the spicy downs the yellow Lotos-dust is blown."

"In that dusk land of mystic dream Where dark Osiris sprung, It bloomed beside his sacred stream While yet the world was young; And every secret Nature told, Of golden wisdom's power, Is nestled still in every fold, Within the Lotos flower."