Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
Rabindranath TagoreThe spirit of rejection finds its support in the consciousness of separateness; the spirit of acceptance finds its base in the consciousness of unity.
Rabindranath TagoreOnce we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
Rabindranath Tagore