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“प्रेम मनुष्य को अपने से परे देखने की शक्ति देता है। प्रेम किसी से भी हो गया हो, मनुष्य से अथवा वस्तु से; किन्तु वह प्रेम सच्चा होना चाहिए। अन्तःकरण की तह से उठता हुआ आना चाहिए! वह स्वार्थी, लोभी या धोखेबाज़ नहीं होना चाहिए। राजकन्ये, सच्चा प्रेम हमेशा निःस्वार्थी होता है, निरपेक्ष होता है। फिर वह फूल से किया गया हो या किसी जीव से। प्रकृति की सुन्दरता से हो या माता-पिता से। प्रीतम या प्रेयसी से किया हो अथवा वंश, जाति या राष्ट से! निःस्वार्थ, निरपेक्ष, निरहंकार प्रेम ही मनुष्य की आत्मा के विकास की पहली सीढ़ी होती है। इस तरह का प्रेम केवल मनुष्य ही कर सकता है!”

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Yayati: A Classic Tale of Lust

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