Rabindranath Tagore Quotes

We cannot see Beauty till we let go our hold of it. It was Buddha who conquered the world, not Alexander - this is untrue when stated in dry prose - oh when shall we be able to sing it? When shall all these most intimate truths of the universe overflow the pages of printed books and leap out in a sacred stream like the Ganges from the Gangotrie?

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

We are in misery because we are creatures of self - the self that is unyielding and narrow, that reflects no light, that is blind to the infinite. Our self is loud with its own discordant clamour - it is not the tuned harp whose chords vibrate with the music of the eternal. Sighs of discontent and weariness of failure, idle regrets for the past and anxieties for the future are troubling our shallow hearts because we have not found our souls, and the self-revealing spirit has not been manifest within us. Hence our cry.

Time is a wealth of change but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth.

Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.

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

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.

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

He who wants to do good, knocks at the gate; he who loves finds the gates open.

The world by day is like European music; a flowing concourse of vast harmony, composed of concord and discord and many disconnected fragments. And the night world is our Indian music; one pure, deep and tender raga.

Adharmenaidhate tabat, tato bhadrani pashyati, tatah sapatnan jayati, - samulastu vinashyati. In unrightousness they prosper, in it they find their good, through it they defeat their enemies, - but they perish at the root.

I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.

Man is worse than an animal when he is an animal.

Not hammer strokes but dance of the water sings the pebbles into perfection.

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.

Where the old tracks are lost new country is revealed with its wonders.

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

Now that a full flood of music has swept over our country, let Nikhil practise his scales, while we rouse the land with our cracked voices[.]