Rabindra Nath Tagore Quotes Part-I
A dewdrop is a perfect integrity that has no filial memory of its parentage.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
According to the true Indian view, our consciousness of the world, merely as the sum total of things that exist, and as
governed by laws, is imperfect. But it is perfect when our consciousness realizes all things as spiritually one with it, and
therefore capable of giving us joy. For us the highest purpose of this world is not merely living in it, knowing it and
making use of it, but realizing our own selves in it through expansion of sympathy; not alienating ourselves from it and
dominating it, but comprehending and uniting it with ourselves in perfect union.
Age considers; youth ventures.
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town?
All men have poetry in their hearts, and it is necessary for them, as much as possible, to express their feelings. For this
they must have a medium, moving and pliant, which can refreshingly become their own, age after age. All great languages
undergo change. Those languages which resist the spirit of change are doomed and will never produce great harvests of thought
and literature. When forms become fixed, the spirit either weakly accepts its imprisonment or rebels. All revolutions
consists of the “within” fighting against invasion from “without”… All great human movements are related to some great
idea.
Asks the Possible of the Impossible, “Where is your dwelling-place?” “In the dreams of the Impotent,” comes the answer.
Beauty is in the ideal of perfect harmony which is in the universal being; truth the perfect comprehension of the universal
mind. We individuals approach it through our own mistakes and blunders, through our accumulated experience, through our
illumined consciousness— how, otherwise, can we know truth?
Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
Children are living beings— more living than grown-up people who have built shells of habit around themselves. Therefore it
is absolutely necessary for their mental health and development that they should not have mere schools for their lessons, but
a world whose guiding spirit is personal love.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Compulsion is not indeed the final appeal to man, but joy is. Any joy is everywhere; it is in the earth’s green covering of
grass; in the blue serenity of the sky; in the reckless exuberance of spring; in the severe abstinence of grey winter; in the
living flesh that animates our bodily frame; in the perfect poise of the human figure, noble and upright; in living; in the
exercise of all our powers; in the acquisition of knowledge; in fighting evils; in dying for gains we never can share. Joy is
there everywhere; it is superfluous, unnecessary; nay, it very often contradicts the most peremptory behests of necessity. It
exists to show that the bonds of law can only be explained by love; they are like body and soul. Joy is the realisation of
the truth of oneness, the oneness of our soul with the world and of the world-soul with the supreme lover.
Death belongs to life as birth does. The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
Do not say, “It is morning,” and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a new-born child that has
no name.
Don’t limit a child to your own learning, for he was born in another time.
Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.
Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of humanity.
Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on.
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.
Facts are many, but the truth is one.
Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.
For the current of our spiritual life, creeds and rituals are 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.
From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before.
God finds himself by creating.
Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.
Gross utility kills beauty. We now have all over the world huge production of things, huge organizations, huge
administrations of empire— all obstructing the path of life. Civilization is waiting for a great consummation, for an
expression of its soul in beauty. This must be your contribution to the world.
He is neither manifest nor hidden, He is neither revealed nor unrevealed: there are no words to tell that which He is. He is
without form, without quality, without decay.
He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good
He who wants to do good knocks at the gate; he who loves finds the gate open.
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