They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree. The tree gave it.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The artist is the lover of Nature, therefore he is her slave and her master.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Not hammerstrokes, but dance of the water sings the pebbles into perfection.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,--I cannot see them.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Through the sadness of all things I hear the crooning of the Eternal Mother.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The infant flower opens its bud and cries, "Dear World, please do not fade."
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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I do not ask thee into the house. Come into my infinite loneliness, my Lover.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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