They come from my imagination; for, as you know, truth is silent, and it is imagination only which waxes eloquent. Reality represses the flow of feeling like a rock; imagination cuts out a path for itself.
Man can destroy and plunder, earn and accumulate, invent and discover, but he is great because his soul comprehends all.
Let your love see me even through the barrier of nearness.
Naturally, it gave rise to a round of tears like an autumn shower that soon evaporates in the sunshine of love, leaving behind only a glow of moisture. When.
CHASTITY is a wealth that comes from abundance of love. 74.
The fact is that man is as much a mystery to woman as woman is to man. If that were not so, the separation of the sexes would only have been a waste of Nature’s energy.
The highest mission of education is to help us to realise the inner principle of the unity of all knowledge and all the activities of our social and spiritual being.
In the depth of night when no one is awake to arrest me – me, the least of all men – I will silently creep to my mother’s arms and fall asleep, and may I never wake again!
They who from birth have had no other speech than the trembling of their lips learn a language of the eyes, endless in expression, deep as the sea, clear as the heavens, wherein play dawn and sunset, light and shadow. The dumb have a lonely grandeur like Nature’s own. Wherefore.
We never cared for such useless things as knowledge. We only cared for truth. And our unsophisticated little hearts knew well where the Crystal Palace of Truth lay and how to reach it. But to-day we are expected to write pages of facts, while the truth is simply this: “There was a king.
India is there to unite all human races. Because of that reason in India we have not been given the unity of races.
Our music draws the listener away, beyond the limits of everyday human joys and sorrows, and takes us to that lonely region of renunciation which lies to the root of the universe, while European music leads us to a variegated dance through the endless rise and fall of human grief and joy.
It came to be the natural rule of life with him, that no one should add to the burden of the world, but that each should try to lighten it.
The world by day is like European music; a flowing concourse of vast harmony, composed of concord and discord and many disconnected fragments. And the night world is our Indian music; one pure, deep and tender raga.
For what are obstacles to the lower creatures are opportunities to the higher life of man.
MAIDEN, your simplicity, like the blueness of the lake, reveals your depth of truth.
When Death comes and whispers to me, “Your days are ended,” let me say to him, “I have lived in love and not in mere time.” He will ask, “Will your songs remain?” I shall say, “I know not, but this I know, that often when I sang I found my eternity.
The lad himself becomes painfully self-conscious. When he talks with elderly people he is either unduly forward, or else so unduly shy that he appears ashamed of his very existence.
I have only one prayer to offer to God, and it is that when I have been driven out of every society He will give me shelter at His own feet.
The child, who is decked with prince’s robes and who has jewelled chains round his neck loses all pleasure in his play; his dress hampers him at every step. In fear that it may be frayed, or stained with dust he keeps himself from the world, and is afraid even to move. Mother, it is no gain, thy bondage of finery, if it keep one shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob one of the right of entrance to the great fair of common human life.