Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.
Rabindranath TagoreThe cure for all the illness of life is stored in the inner depth of life itself, the access to which becomes possible when we are alone. This solitude is a world in itself, full of wonders and resources unthought of. It is absurdly near; yet so unapproachably distant.
Rabindranath TagoreThe birds looked upon me as nothing but a man, quite a trifling creature without wings-and they would have nothing to do with me. Were it not so I would build a small cabin for myself among their crowd of nests and pass my days counting the sea waves.
Rabindranath Tagore