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Rabindranath Tagore Quotes

Rabindranath Tagore quotes about running

Indian Poet, Composer, Writer May 6, 1861 – August 7, 1941

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Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light! Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling, the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth. The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light. The light is shattered into gold on every cloud, my darling, and it scatters gems in profusion. ... Rabindranath Tagore
Poems On Life: Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love. Life's errors cry for the merciful beautythat can modulate their isolation into aharmony with the whole. Life, like a child, laughs, shaking its rattle of death as it runs. Rabindranath Tagore
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore quote: "From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in..."
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest. Rabindranath Tagore

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