Rabujee:
If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.
Rabujee:
May you have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night and a smooth road all the way to your door.
Rabujee:
The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all directions.
Rabujee:
You can't just sit there and wait for people to give you that golden dream. You've got to get out there and make it happen for yourself.