A message came from my youth of vanished days, saying, 'I wait for you among the quivering of unborn May, where smiles ripen for tears and hours ache with songs unsung.' It says, 'Come to me across the worn-out track of age, through the gates of death. For dreams fade, hopes fail, the fathered fruits of the year decay, but I am the eternal truth, and you shall meet me again and again in your voyage of life from shore to shore.
Rabindranath TagoreWe manage to swallow flesh, only because we do not think of the cruel and sinful thing we do.
Rabindranath TagoreThe same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.
Rabindranath Tagore