Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore FRAS, also written Ravīndranātha Thākura, sobriquet Gurudev, was a Bengali polymath who reshaped Bengali literature and music, as well as Indian art with Contextual Modernism in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Author of Gitanjali and its "profoundly sensitive, fresh and beautiful verse", he became the first non-European to win the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. In translation his poetry was viewed as spiritual and mercurial; however, his "elegant prose and magical poetry" remain largely unknown...
NationalityIndian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 May 1861
CityKolkata, India
CountryIndia
We are like newborn children, Our power is the power to grow.
We try to realize the essential unity of the world with the conscious soul of man; we learn to perceive the unity held together by the one Eternal Spirit, whose power creates the earth, the sky, and the stars, and at the same time irradiates our mind.
I believe in a spiritual world - not as anything separate from this world - but as its innermost truth. With the breath we draw we must always feel this truth, that we are living in God.
Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it.
Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have nothing but thyself.
For man is by nature an artist.
Let not the hours pass by in the dark. Kindle the lamp of love with thy life.
Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.
The infinite being has assumed unto himself the mystery of finitude. And in him who is love the finite and the infinite are made one.
A butterfly flitting from flower to flower ever remains mine, I lose the one that is netted by me.
Your love keeps me afloat but will remain the anchor in my soul... I don't really have words to describe how romantic I find that. Your love is what keeps me going, but it's also the anchor that keeps me close to you. I love it!
Music fills the infinite between two souls.
Languages are jealous sovereigns, and passports are rarely allowed for travellers to cross their strictly guarded borders.
Don't limit a child to your own learning, for he was born in another time.