Rabindranath Tagore

“Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.”

“The cobweb pretends to catch dew-drops and catches flies.”

“When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.”

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

“The clouds fill the watercups of the river, hiding themselves in the distant hills.”

“That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance?”

“Power said to the world, 'You are mine.' The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, 'I am thine.' The world gave it the freedom of her house.”

“The grass-blade is worthy of the great world where it grows.”

“Maybe there is no such thing as a stranger, only kin we have not yet met.”

“The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, 'I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.'”

“Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in the sky.”

“The trees, like the longings of the earth, stand a-tiptoe to peep at the heaven.”

“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.”

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

“Find your wealth in the simple blessing of your air.”

“The bird thinks it is an act of kindness to give the fish a lift in the air.”

“Lead me from the unreal to the real. Lead me from darkness to light. Lead me from death to immortality.”

“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.”

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