Our self (Soul) is maya (an illusion) where it is merely individual and finite, where it considers its separateness as absolute; it… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I have listened And I have looked With open eyes. I have poured my soul Into the world Seeking the unknown Within… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
The world has kissed my Soul with its pain, asking for its return in Songs. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Your love keeps me afloat but will remain the anchor in my soul... I don't really have words to describe how romantic… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking… — 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
