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  • Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds. Open your doors and look abroad. From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before. In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across a hundred years.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Rabindranath Tagore Quotes , Morning Quotes , Memories Quotes
  • Yet what each one does is by no means of little moment. The grass has to put forth all its energy to draw sustenance from the uttermost tips of its rootlets simply to grow where it is as grass; it does not vainly strive to become a banyan tree; and so the earth gains a lovely carpet of green.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Rabindranath Tagore Quotes , Inspirational Quotes , Life Quotes
  • The 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.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Rabindranath Tagore Quotes , Men Quotes , Sea Quotes