The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
RABINDRANATH TAGOREBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
More Rabindranath Tagore Quotes
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Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.
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I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
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Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.
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Men can only think. Women have a way of understanding without thinking. Woman was created out of God’s own fancy. Man, He had to hammer into shape.
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Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
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Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
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Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
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Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance
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Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
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For we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself.
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It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.
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I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things
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Power said to the world, you are mine. The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, I am thine. The world gave it the freedom of her house.
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I have lost my dewdrop , cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars.
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The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.
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