Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The flower which is single need not envy the thorns that are numerous. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
April, like a child, Writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers, Wipes them away and forgets. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“I have lost my dewdrop", cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars” — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
He who wants to do good knocks at the gate: he who loves finds the door open. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“Spring scatters the petals of flowers that are not for the fruits of the future, but for the moment’s whim.” — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“But there are ideals which do not play hide-and-seek with our life; they slowly grow from seed to flower, from flower to… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
It sometimes strikes me how immensely fortunate I am that each day should take its place in my life, either reddened with… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“The earth, water and light, fruits and flowers, to her were not merely physical phenomena to be turned to use and then… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
One who has never known the turbulence of life, in whom the petals of the mysterious flower within have never opened; such… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God, first fill your own house with the fragrance of… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is beyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
If someone smells a flower and says he does not understand, the reply to him is: there is nothing to understand, it… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Let it not be death but completeness. Let love melt into memory and pain into songs. Let the flight through the sky… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Plant flowers in others' gardens and your life becomes a bouquet! Submitted by Lisa Letto, Coordinator, Nutrition Resource and Volunteer Centre, College… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
We sit inert, like dead specimens of some museum, while lessons are pelted at us from on high, like hailstones on flowers. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave. The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The first flower that blossomed on this earth was an invitation to an unborn song. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
A butterfly flitting from flower to flower ever remains mine, I lose the one that is netted by me. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“Pride engraves his frowns in stones; love offers her surrender in flowers.” — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
We do not want nowadays temples of worship and outward rites and ceremonies. What we really want is an Asram. We want a place… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
From the grasses in the field to the stars in the sky, each one is doing just that; and there is such profound peace… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
Plant flowers in others' gardens and your life becomes a bouquet! Submitted by Lisa Letto, Coordinator, Nutrition Resource and Volunteer Centre, College of Pharmacy… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
The meaning of this is, that whomsoever we love, in him we find our own soul in the highest sense. The final truth of… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God, first fill your own house with the fragrance of love. Go… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
Now it is time to sit quiet, face to face with thee, and to sing dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
If it is necessary to die in order to live like men, what harm in dying? — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
“Strong Mercy: My desires are many and my cry is pitiful, but ever didst thou save me by hard refusals; and this strong mercy… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
The weak can be terrible because they try furiously to appear strong. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
It is the docile who achieve the most impossible things in this world. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
“There, display and extravagance, in dress, in furniture, in costly entertainments, are startling. They seem to push you back into a corner, like a… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share
