

| oshobob The Living Workshop |
| People in Osho's Talks |
| Just reading poetry about love is so convenient, but don't think that you really love. Reading poetry about love is very easy because nothing is at stake. Leo Tolstoy has written in his memoirs that when he was a small child his mother used to go to the theater. They were very rich people; they belonged to the royal family. In Moscow the snow would be falling – a winter night – and the mother and the child would be in the theater. Tolstoy remembers that whenever there was a tragedy playing, his mother would weep and cry and sob, and tears would flow down. Tolstoy used to think: "What deep compassion she has!" But by and by, later on, he became aware that she had no compassion at all. This was a substitute... --Osho Come Follow to You, Vol. 2, ch. 2 |