Happiest is he who expects no happiness from others. Love delights and glorifies in giving, not receiving. So learn to love and give, and not to expect anything from others.
Interpretation
True happiness comes from giving love rather than expecting it from others.
Meher Baba's quote emphasizes the idea that personal happiness is not dependent on external validation or affection from others. Instead, it champions the notion that love should be about giving and selflessness, suggesting that when we learn to love by giving without expecting anything in return, we cultivate a more profound sense of joy and fulfillment in our lives.
In practice
During a speech on community service, one might quote this to inspire volunteerism and giving.
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