There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, the within and the without, are united; where infinite becomes finite, yet not losing its infinity. If this meeting is dissolved, then things become unreal.
Rabindranath TagoreIn the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.
Rabindranath TagoreThe thing which seems so glorious when viewed from the heights of the country's cause looks so muddy when seen from the bottom. One begins by getting angry and then feels disgusted.
Rabindranath Tagore