But if you had seen the man you would have been shocked – such beautiful poetry, such great flights, and the man was very ugly, ugly in everything. He was a drunkard, using four-letter words the whole day, and his family was in continuous trouble because he never worked. He had a line of children who were just about orphans, although the father was alive, the mother was alive. His old father was alive, his own mother was alive and they were dying of starvation. He had no consideration for anybody, no compassion for anybody; all that he needed was more money to go to the pub. And every day people were bringing him home absolutely drunk. He would be lying down in a gutter, or on the street, and somebody would recognize him and bring him home.
But whenever he was conscious he was continuously working on Omar Khayyam. He had a tremendous quality as far as poetry is concerned, but in every other respect he was below ordinary humanity.
He was ready to lie – he was lying to me every day just to get some money, because he needed money for drinks. And I had told him, “You need not lie to me. You simply ask for the money. I am not loaning it to you, I am simply giving it to you out of friendship. You need not remember that you have to return it.”
But lying was such a habit to him that he would lie: “My father is very sick today and I have to call the doctor.”
I said, “I know. The doctor must be in the pub. You take the money, go to the pub and call the doctor.” And the next day I would say, “What happened to the doctor?”
And he said, “Who? What doctor? Who needs a doctor?”
No sense of truth, no sense of sincerity. No love…but a great understanding of beauty.
So those three qualities are the trinity; other qualities are by-products. And love is such that all three contribute to love, as if three rivers are meeting in one river that becomes love. Love is not a trinity, love is one river: the sense of beauty, the sense of truth, the sense of goodness all contribute to it. Love is higher than the trinity.
Trinity means three, and all those three disappear into love. Love is one. That is why I go on saying love is God. There is no God: Love itself is God.