No doubt about it, the inside of a train cooks things to a turn.
KIJI KUTANI
The grass is lying flat. Fluttering in the east wind that brings rain in its train, the grass lay flat and at last it wept.
KIM SU-YONG
It was a sacrilege, the neighbors cried, The way she shattered every mullioned pane To let a firebrand in. They tried in vain
ANGELA MANALANG-GLORIA
I watch people in the world Throw away their lives lusting after things, Never able to satisfy their desires, Falling into deeper despair And torturing themselves.
RYOKAN
When I bring to you colored toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints —-when I give colored toys to you, my child.
RABINDRANATH TAGORE