Rabindranath Tagore

Gitanjali

    Widyahas quoted3 years ago
    In this playhouse of infinite forms I have had my play and here have I caught sight of him that is formless.
    Widyahas quoted3 years ago
    I know not if I shall come back home. I know not whom I shall chance to meet. There at the fording in the little boat the unknown man plays upon his lute.
    Widyahas quoted3 years ago
    When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut
    Widyahas quoted3 years ago
    My debts are large, my failures great, my shame secret and heavy; yet when I come to ask for my good, I quake in fear lest my prayer be granted.
    Widyahas quoted3 years ago
    I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.
    Widyahas quoted3 years ago
    If our life was not a continual warfare, we would not have taste, we would not know what is good, we would not find hearers and readers. Four-fifths of our energy is spent in the quarrel with bad taste, whether in our own minds or in the minds of others.
    miguelsesatohas quoted3 years ago
    These verses will not lie in little well-printed books upon ladies’ tables
    miguelsesatohas quoted3 years ago
    notice in these men’s thought a sense of visible beauty and meaning as though they held that doctrine of Nietzsche that we must not believe in the moral or intellectual beauty which does not
    miguelsesatohas quoted3 years ago
    I notice in these men’s thought a sense of visible beauty and meaning as though they held that doctrine of Nietzsche that we must not believe in the moral or intellectual beauty which does not sooner or later impress itself upon physical things.
    miguelsesatohas quoted3 years ago
    ho turn the pages with indolent hands that they may sigh over a life without meaning, which is yet all they can know of life, or be carried by students at the university to be laid aside when the work of life begins, but as the generations pass, travellers will hum them on the highway and men rowing upon the rivers. Lovers, while they await one another, shall find, in murmuring them, this love of God a magic gulf wherein their own more bitter passion may bathe and renew its youth.
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