Rabindranath Tagore
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price.
— Rabindranath Tagore
We live in the world when we love it.
— Rabindranath Tagore
We women are weak," replied Impala. "So I suppose we must join in the conspiracy of the weak."" Women weak!" I exclaimed with a laugh. "Men Belau you as delicate and fragile, to delude you into thinking yourselves weak. But it is you women who are strong. Men make a great outward show of their so-called freedom, but those who know their inner minds are aware of their bondage. They have manufactured scriptures with their own hands to bind themselves; with their very idealism they have made golden fetters of women to wind round their body and mind. If men had not that extraordinary faculty of entangling themselves in meshes of their own contriving, nothing could have kept them bound. But as for you women, you have desired to conceive reality with body and soul. You have given birth to reality. You have suckled reality at your breasts.
— Rabindranath Tagore
What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.
— Rabindranath Tagore
When a man sleeps he is shut up within the narrow activities of his physical life. He lives, but he knows not the varied relations of his life to his surroundings, - therefore he knows not himself.
— Rabindranath Tagore
When at last we have to die it will be time enough to get cold. While we are on fire let us seethe and boil.
— Rabindranath Tagore
When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
— Rabindranath Tagore
When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower of mercy. When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song. When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest. When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner, break open the door, my king, and come with the ceremony of a king. When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one, thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.
— Rabindranath Tagore
Where the old tracks are lost new country is revealed with its wonders.
— Rabindranath Tagore
With begging and scrambling we find very little but with being true to ourselves we find a great deal more.
— Rabindranath Tagore
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