Rabindranath Tagore Quotes

The biggest changes in a women's nature are brought by love; in man, by ambition

It is in the very heart of our activity that we search for our goal.

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

I touch God in my songas the hill touched the far-away seawith its waterfall.

Let not the hours pass by in the dark. Kindle the lamp of love with thy life.

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.

He who wants to do good knocks at the gate: he who loves finds the door open.

Art awakens a sense of real by establishing an intimate relationship between our inner being and the universe at large, bringing us a consciousness of deep joy.

Be brave, right through, and leave for the unknown.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

For many years, at great cost, I traveled through many countries, saw the high mountains, the oceans. The only things I did not see were the sparkling dewdrops in the grass just outside my door.

The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist.

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

I have listened And I have looked With open eyes. I have poured my soul Into the world Seeking the unknown Within the known. And I sing out loud In amazement.

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

Merely to exist is not enough.

And, indeed, what little of beauty and peace is to be found in the societies of men is owing to the daily performance of small duties, not to big doings and fine talk.

The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest.

Men are cruel, but Man is kind.

Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.

The delights of sight and hearing and touch will bear thy delight.

If God had so wished, he would have made all Indians speak with one language ... the unity of India has been and shall always be a unity in diversity.

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

And joy is everywhere; it is in the earth's green covering of grass; in the blue serenity of the sky.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

The tyrant claims freedom to kill freedom, and yet keep it for himself.

Unless you have found God in your own soul, the whole world will seem meaningless to you.

This is the ultimate end of man, to find the One which is in him; which is his truth, which is his soul; the key with which he opens the gate of the spiritual life, the heavenly kingdom.

The heart wants to go on; that is its dharma. For unless it moves, it dies.

Let my love like sunlight surround you and yet give you illumined freedom.

In death the many become one; in life the one become many.

And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well.

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

God seeks comrades and claims love, The devil seeks slaves and claims obedience.

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

The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.

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 this be my last word, that I trust in thy love.

Power takes as ingratitude the writhing of its victims

YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,' said the dewdrop to the lake.

The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth."

We are like newborn children, Our power is the power to grow.

The human soul is on its journey from the law to love, from discipline to liberation, from the moral plane to the spiritual.

Our responsibility is no longer to acquire, but to BE.

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

You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.

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

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.