Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past. — 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
When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower of mercy. When grace is lost from life,… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“This is my prayer to thee, my lord - strike, strike at the root of penury in my heart. Give me the… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The realization of our soul has its moral and its spiritual side. The moral side represents training of unselfishness, control of desire;… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is good, but… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
O Woman, you are not merely the handiwork of God, but also of men; these are ever endowing you with beauty from… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Plunge into the deep without fear, with the gladness of April in your heart. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world. But it is otherwise with thy love… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
We manage to swallow flesh only because we do not think of the cruel and sinful thing that we do. There are… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Obstinate are the trammels, but my heart aches when I try to break them. Freedom is all I want, but to hope… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
O poor, unthinking human heart! Error will not go away, logic and reason are slow to penetrate.We cling with both arms to… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master! — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my… — 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 Image
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. — 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 love. Go… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
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 Image
If it is necessary to die in order to live like men, what harm in dying? — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“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 Image
The weak can be terrible because they try furiously to appear strong. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
