“Only when waves fall on the shore do they make a harmonious sound; Only when breezes shake the woods do we hear… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The singer alone does not make a song, there has to be someone who hears. -Broken Song — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“In Indian music, it is not possible to build anything other than the raga basis. We can run away from its fetters,… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Music fills the infinite between two souls. This has been muffled by the mist of our daily habits. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
To the birds you gave songs, the birds gave you songs in return. You gave me only a voice, yet asked for… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“genuine courtesy is a creation, like pictures, like music. It is a harmonious blending of voice, gesture and movement, words and action,… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees,… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Music is the purest form of art... therefore true poets, they who are seers, seek to express the universe in terms of… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“The great ocean, crooning its lullaby with one unceasing melody, lapped the island to sleep with a thousand soft touches of its… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
[The poets' role is that of] capturing on their instruments the secret stir of life in the air and giving it voice… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost,… — 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
Some have thought deeply and explored the meaning of thy truth, and they are great; I have listened to catch the music… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Music is the purest form of art, and therefore the most direct expression of beauty, with a form and spirit which is… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“The world speaks to me in pictures, my soul answers in music.” — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Music is the purest form of art... therefore true poets...seek to express the universe in terms of music. The singer has everything… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I touch God in my songas the hill touched the far-away seawith its waterfall. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Melody and harmony are like lines and colors in pictures. A simple linear picture may be completely beautiful; the introduction of color… — 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 being great in its own wealth, why should it wait upon the words? Rather does it begin where mere words… — 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