God respects me when I work; but God loves me when I sing. – Rabindranath Tagore
By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower. – Rabindranath Tagore
God respects me when I work; but God loves me when I sing. – Rabindranath Tagore
By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower. – Rabindranath Tagore
If you shut the door to all errors, truth will be shut out. – Rabindranath Tagore
The smile that flickers on baby’s lips when he sleeps — does anyone know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning. – Rabindranath Tagore