Rabindranath Tagore

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

The tragedy of human life consists in our vain attempts to stretch the limits of things which can never become read more

The tragedy of human life consists in our vain attempts to stretch the limits of things which can never become unlimited, to reach the infinite by absurdly adding to the rungs of the ladder of the finite.

You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. Don't let yourself indulge in vain wishes.

You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. Don't let yourself indulge in vain wishes.

We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.

We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.

In a mind all logic is like a knife blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.

In a mind all logic is like a knife blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.