Quotes from Rabindranath Tagore

I hear the thundering flood tumbling my life from world to world and form to form, scattering my being in an endless spray of gifts, in sorrowings and songs..

There is a real Bharatvarsha—a complete India. Unless we establish ourselves there, we can't absorb its true living essence into our minds and hearts. Therefore I say, forgetting all else, discarding book-learning, the lure of prestige, and the temptation of odd profits, we must set sail for that very port, whether we drown or perish. No wonder I can never forget the true, complete image of Bharatvarsha.

The Works of Rabindranath Tagore consist of poems, novels, short stories, dramas, and essays that Bengali poet and Brahmo philosopher Rabindranath Tagore created over his lifetime. This ebook presents a collection of all major works of Tagore. A dynamic table of contents allows you to jump directly to the work selected.

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

I live in this little world of mine and am afraid to make it the least less. Lift me into thy world and let me have the freedom gladly to lose my all.

catastrophes of nature whose traces are soon forgotten.

Rebelliously, I put out the light in my house, and Your sky surprised me with its stars.

He wanted to go out into the open country and fill his lungs with fresh air.

social system has been perfected for all time to come by our ancestors, who had the superhuman vision of all eternity and supernatural power for making infinite provision for future ages.

When a fortress is besieged from all sides, there is nothing narrow-minded about guarding it with one's life, sealing every pathway, every door and window, even the tiniest aperture.

At the slightest opportunity, Gora wanted to forcefully cast aside all constraints and prejudices, to come down to the level the general public, and declare with all his heart: 'I am yours, and you are mine!

An idea that sounds definite when aired as an opinion may not always appear so certain when applied to human beings.

O that I were stored with a secret, like unshed rain in summer clouds — a secret, folded up in silence, that I could wander away with. O that I had someone to whisper to, where slow waters lap under trees that doze in the sun. The hush this evening seems to expect a footfall, and you ask me for the cause of my tears. I cannot give a reason why I weep, for that is a secret still withheld from me.

Merging with that mass of humanity, he wanted to surrender to the vast current of national life, and to feel the nation's turbulent pulse within his own heart.

that aspect which a whole population assumes when organized for a mechanical purpose.

If I now pretend to be orthodox, my faith will certainly be lost, whether the community remains or not. It is out of respect for religion that I have never concealed anything. I let everyone know that I don't follow any restrictions, and suffer everyone's contempt in silence.

No puedo hallar descanso; soy un extraño para mi propio corazón.

The past has been God's gift to you; about the present, you must make your own choice.

A man need not necessarily be ugly or poor to be cheated of his wife's love, but he is sure to lose it if he is too gentle.

For once be careless, timid traveller, and utterly lose your way; wide-awake though you are, be like broad daylight enticed by and netted in mist. Do not shun the garden of Lost Hearts waiting at the end of the wrong road, where the grass is strewn with wrecked red flowers, and disconsolate water heaves in the troubled sea. Long have you watched over the store gathered by weary years. Let it be stripped, with nothing remaining but the desolate triumph of losing all.

brings in harvests of wealth, then it crosses its boundaries with amazing rapidity.

I let everyone know that I don't follow any restrictions, and suffer everyone's contempt in silence.

greed of material prosperity, and consequent mutual jealousy, and by the fear of each other's growth into powerfulness.

But black eyes need no translating; the mind itself throws a shadow upon them. In them thought opens or shuts, shines forth or goes out in darkness, hangs steadfast like the setting moon or like the swift and restless lightning illumines all quarters of the sky. They who from birth have had no other speech than the trembling of their lips learn a language of the eyes, endless in expression, deep as the sea, clear as the heavens, wherein play dawn and sunset, light and shadow.