A Quote by Aishwarya Rai Bachchan

Haters are a drop in the ocean. Theres that much more love — © Aishwarya Rai Bachchan
Haters are a drop in the ocean. Theres that much more love
What do you have to surrender? A drop has to dissolve into the ocean to become the ocean. And a drop cannot be greater than the ocean, can it? So what is the surrendering? It is the surrendering of our conditioning, of our ego and the artificial barriers we have built around us.
We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.
We realize that what we are accomplishing is a drop in the ocean. But if this drop were not in the ocean, it would be missed.
My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?
Prayer in action is love, and love in action is service. Try to give unconditionally whatever a person needs in the moment. The point is to do something, however small, and show you care through your actions by giving your time ... Do not worry about why problems exist in the world - just respond to people's needs ... We feel what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean, but that ocean would be less without that drop.
Listen, O drop, give yourself up without regret, and in exchange gain the Ocean. Listen, O drop, bestow upon yourself this honor, and in the arms of the Sea be secure. Who indeed should be so fortunate? An Ocean wooing a drop! In God's name, in God's name, sell and buy at once! Give a drop, and take this Sea full of pearls.
It's only a drop in the ocean - but the ocean wouldn't be the same without that drop.
The ocean is a large drop; a drop is a small ocean.
You are not just the drop in the ocean. You are the mighty ocean in the drop.
Love, whether it's friendship or more, is like a cup. It fills up drop by drop, until one last drop and the cup is full. The liquid hangs there almost above the rim, hangs there on surface tension alone and you know that one more drop and it will spill over.
We only seem to learn from Life that Life doesn't matter so much as it seemed to do - it's not so burningly important, after all, what happens. We crawl, like blinking sea-creatures, out of the Ocean onto a spur of rock, we creep over the promontory bewildered and dazzled and hurting ourselves, then we drop in the ocean on the other side: and the little transit doesn't matter so much.
As the smallest drop of water detached from the ocean contains all the qualities of the ocean, so man, detached in consciousness from the Infinite, contains within him its likeness; and as the drop of water must, by the law of its nature, ultimately find its way back to the ocean and lose itself in its silent depths, so must man, by the unfailing law of his nature, at last return to his source, and lose himself in the great ocean of the Infinite.
Having haters is just a part of the business, and the more haters you have, the more people like you - that's how I view it, because I try to see the positive in things.
Writing a journal means that facing your ocean you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it drop by drop.
You're not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.
Through meditation one has to achieve a dreamless sleep with full alertness. Once this happens, the drop falls into the ocean and becomes the ocean.
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