Rabindranath Tagore quotes:

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.

The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.

Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.

Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.

Music fills the infinite between two souls.

Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless when facing them.

Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.

From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest.

The highest education is that which does not merely give us information but makes our life in harmony with all existence.

Do not say, 'It is morning,' and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.

Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance.

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.

If you shut the door to all errors, truth will be shut out.

To be outspoken is easy when you do not wait to speak the complete truth.

Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it.

Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation."

We gain freedom when we have paid the full price.

Don't limit a child to your own learning, for he was born in another time.

What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.

It was always the poor grass that suffered most when two kings went to war.

Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless when facing them."

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, butfor the heart to conquer it."

Stray birds of the summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.O TROUPE of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words . . ."

Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees, the stars, and the blue hills ache with a meaning which can never be uttered in words.

Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.

The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,unobscured by the dust of history.

In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight.

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

The greed of gain has no time or limit to its capaciousness. Its one object is to produce and consume. It has pity neither for beautiful nature nor for living human beings. It is ruthlessly ready without a moment's hesitation to crush beauty and life.

We try to realize the essential unity of the world with the conscious soul of man; we learn to perceive the unity held together by the one Eternal Spirit, whose power creates the earth, the sky, and the stars, and at the same time irradiates our mind.

Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand with a grip that kills it.

A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

Brahma was excessively sparing with earth, water, and fire.... The reckless expenditure of air and ether in his composition was amazing. And, in consequence, he perpetually struggled to outreach the wind, to outrun space itself. Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the Horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin.

He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

I have read in books that we are called 'caged birds'. I cannot speak for others, but I had so much in this cage of mine that there was not room for it in the universe- at least that is what I then felt.

Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.

If you allow your mind to carp at all and sundry, it will turn against itself: the majority of our sorrows are self-inflicted.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

No civilized society can thrive upon victims, whose humanity has been permanently mutilated.

Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamor of silence.

Only in love are unity and duality not in conflict.

My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity. Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly. For life is a creative idea; it can only find itself in changing forms

Music fills the infinite between two souls. This has been muffled by the mist of our daily habits.

If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door- or i'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.

Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness

True deliverance of man is the deliverance from Avidya i.e. ignorance. It is not in destroying anything that is positive and real, for that cannot be possible, but that which is negative, which obstructs our vision of truth.

The higher nature in man always seeks for something which transcends itself and yet is its deepest truth; which claims all its sacrifice, yet makes this sacrifice its own recompense. This is man's dharma, man's religion, and man's self is the vessel.

It is the docile who achieve the most impossible things in this world.

The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

If life's journey be endless where is its goal? The answer is, it is everywhere. We are in a palace which has no end, but which we have reached. By exploring it and extending our relationship with it we are ever making it more and more our own.

Facts are many, but the truth is one.

You are invited to the festival of this world and your life is blessed.

A dewdrop is a perfect integrity that has no filial memory of its parentage.

The infinite being has assumed unto himself the mystery of finitude. And in him who is love the finite and the infinite are made one.

The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.

I leave no trace of wings in the air, but I am glad I have had my flight.

Let the splendor of diamond, pearl and ruby vanish? Only let this one teardrop, this Taj Mahal, glisten spotlessly bright on the cheek of time, forever and ever.

We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.

The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.

O Woman, you are not merely the handiwork of God, but also of men; these are ever endowing you with beauty from their own hearts ... You are one-half woman and one-half dream.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.

Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge... At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.

Yet what each one does is by no means of little moment. The grass has to put forth all its energy to draw sustenance from the uttermost tips of its rootlets simply to grow where it is as grass; it does not vainly strive to become a banyan tree; and so the earth gains a lovely carpet of green.

When I think of ages past That have floated down the stream Of life and love and death, I feel how free it makes us To pass away.

The Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.

Melody and harmony are like lines and colors in pictures. A simple linear picture may be completely beautiful; the introduction of color may make it vague and insignificant. Yet color may, by combination with lines, create great pictures, so long as it does not smother and destroy their value.

Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure.

The mountain remains unmoved at seeming defeat by the mist.

Our creation is the modification of relationship.

The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.

It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower.

Only those of tranquil minds, and none else, can attain abiding joy, by realizing within their souls the Being who manifests one essence in a multiplicity of forms.

I'm lost in the middle of my birthday. I want my friends, their touch, with the earth's last love. I will take life's final offering, I will take the last human blessing.

Those who draw their sustenance from science are blessed. It is for me to only derive an occasional pleasure. This is nothing worthy of conceit, but I am indeed touched by the joys. This book is an ode to such joys, a digest of my collections from various sources.

For the current of our spiritual life creeds, rituals and channels that may thwart or help, according to their fixity or openness. When a symbol or spiritual idea becomes rigidly elaborate in its construction, it supplants the idea which it should support.

Poems On Love Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty. Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom. Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it. Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty

Life is perpetually creative because it contains in itself that surplus which ever overflows the boundaries of the immediate time and space, restlessly pursuing its adventure of expression in the varied forms of self-realization.

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.

The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail.

Plant flowers in others' gardens and your life becomes a bouquet! Submitted by Lisa Letto, Coordinator, Nutrition Resource and Volunteer Centre, College of Pharmacy and Nutrition, University of Saskatchewan, Saskatchewan, Canada I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy, I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

Our self (Soul), as a form of God's joy, is deathless. For his joy is amritham, eternal bliss. We know that the life of a Soul, which is finite in its expression and infinite in its principle, must go through the portals of death in its journey to realize the infinite.

Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past.

Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.

When we accept any discipline for ourselves, we try to avoid everything except that which is necessary for our purpose; it is this purposefulness, which belongs to the adult mind, that we force upon school children. We say, "Never keep your mind aler.

My debts are large, my failures great, my shame secret and heavy; yet I come to ask for my good, I quake in fear lest my prayer be granted.

Truth comes as conqueror only to those who have lost the art of receiving it as friend.

O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.

The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist

We [poets] set men free from their desires

We could have no communication whatever with our surroundings if they were absolutely foreign to us. Man is reaping success every day, and that shows there is a rational connection between him and nature, for we never can make anything our own except

I'm lost in the middle of my birthday. I want my friends, their touch, with the earth's last love. I will take life's final offering, I will take the last human blessing

When we accept any discipline for ourselves, we try to avoid everything except that which is necessary for our purpose it is this purposefulness, which belongs to the adult mind, that we force upon school children. We say, Never keep your mind aler

Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand with a grip that kills it. (Bengali poet and novelist, 1861-1941)

Come oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.

If someone smells a flower and says he does not understand, the reply to him is: there is nothing to understand, it is only a scent. If he persists, saying: that I know, but what does it all mean? Then one has either to change the subject, or make it more abstruse by saying that the scent is the shape which the universal joy takes in the flower.

Spurious fame spreads from tongue to tongue like the fog of the early dawn before the sun rises.

When a man sleeps he is shut up within the narrow activities of his physical life. He lives, but he knows not the varied relations of his life to his surroundings, - therefore he knows not himself.

Man's poverty is abysmal, his wants are endless till he becomes truly conscious of his soul. Till then, the world to him is in a state of flux - a phantasm that is and is not.

The man whose acquaintance with the world does not lead him deeper than science leads him, will never understand what it is that the man with the spiritual vision finds in these natural phenomena.

At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate to be shut; but I find that yet there is time.

The spirit of rejection finds its support in the consciousness of separateness; the spirit of acceptance finds its base in the consciousness of unity.

Trees are Earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.