Quotes by Rabindranath Tagore

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Born May 7, 1861, Calcutta, India. Died Aug. 7, 1941, Calcutta. Bengali poet, writer, composer, and painter. The son of Debendranath Tagore, he published several books of poetry, including Manasi, in his 20's. His later religious ... more

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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door -- or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. Don't let yourself indulge in vain wishes.
When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest.
We live in the world when we love it.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself.
No civilized society can thrive upon victims, whose humanity has been permanently mutilated.
Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price...
What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.
Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand With a grip that kills it.
And this was the cause of my suffering when I was sent to school. For all of a sudden I found my world vanishing from around me, giving place to wooden benches and straight walls staring at me with the blank stare of the blind. But the legend is that eating of the fruit of knowledge is not consonant with dwelling in paradise. Therefore men's children have to be banished from their paradise into a realm of death dominated by the decency of a tailoring department. So my mind had to accept the tight-fitting encasement of the school which, being like the shoes of a mandarin woman, pinched and bruised my nature on all sides and at every movement.