The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.

I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

Death belongs to life as birth does The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down

Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.

Only in love are unity and duality not in conflict.

If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out.

The greed for fruit misses the flower.

Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.

Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

Inspiration follows aspiration.

In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good.

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.

For we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself.

Facts are many, but the truth is one.

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness

Come oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.

Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.

These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.

And because I love this life I know I shall love death as well. The child cries out when From the right breast the mother Takes it away, in the very next moment To Find in the left one Its consolation.

Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.

Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!

That which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.

If no one responds to your call, then go your own way alone.

Read books when you are free, read minds when you are'nt....but do read...

The singer alone does not make a song, there has to be someone who hears. -Broken Song

I am willing to serve my country, but my worship I reserve for Right which is far greater than my country. To worship my country as a god is to bring a curse upon it.

Men can only think. Women have a way of understanding without thinking. Woman was created out of God's own fancy. Man, He had to hammer into shape.

The world loved man when he smiled. The world became afraid of him when he laughed.

Perhaps the new dawn will come from this horizon, from the East where the sun rises; and then, unvanquished Man will retrace his path of conquest, despite all barriers, to win back his lost heritage.

Let him only see the thorns who has eyes to see the rose.

Dreams can never be made captive.

The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing. But man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air.

I understand the voice of your stars and the silence of your trees.

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.

To tyrannize for the country is to tyrannize over the country

The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail.

I have lost my dewdrop", cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars

The Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.

He alone may chastise who loves.

Whatever we understand and enjoy in human products instantly becomes ours, wherever they might have their origin... Let me feel with unalloyed gladness that all the great glories of man are mine.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,But for the patience to win my freedom.