The earth paints a portrait of the sun at dawn with sunflowers in bloom. Unhappy with the portrait, she erases it and paints it again and again.
Rabindranath TagoreThe song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument. The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heartโฆ.. I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice; only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my houseโฆ.. But the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house; I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet.
Rabindranath TagoreOnce we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
Rabindranath TagoreReligion is not a fractional thing that can be doled out in fixed weekly or daily measures as one among various subjects in the school syllabus. It is the truth of our complete being, the consciousness of our personal relationship with the infinite.
Rabindranath Tagore