Love… by Rabindranath Tagore

Love gives beauty to everything it touches.
Not greed and utility; they produce offices, but not dwelling houses.
To be able to love material things, to clothe them with tender grace,
and yet not be attached to them, this is a great service.
Providence expects that we should make this world our own,
and not live in it as though it were a rented tenement.
We can only make it our own through some service,
and that service is to lend it love and beauty from our soul.
Your own experience shows you the difference between the beautiful,
the tender, the hospitable, and the mechanically neat and monotonously useful.

by Rabindranath Tagore