The whole world can love you, but the love will not make you happy. What will make you happy is the love coming out of you. That is the love that will make difference, not the love everyone has for you. Your love for everyone is your half; the other half can be a tree, it can be a dog, it can be a cloud. You are one half; the other half is what you perceive. You are the half as dreamer, and the dream is the other half.

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