Rabindranath Tagore Quotes About Children

Quotes about: Children

• Do not say, 'It is morning,' and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Good Morning, Children, Hypocrite

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.423, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  God, Hope, Children

  Rabindranath Tagore (2007). “Stray Birds”, p.14, Filiquarian Publishing, LLC.

• Don't limit a child to your own learning, for he was born in another time.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Inspirational, Children, Educational

• Children are living beings - more living than grown-up people who have built shells of habit around themselves. Therefore it is absolutely necessary for their mental health and development that they should not have mere schools for their lessons, but a world whose guiding spirit is personal love.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, School, People

  Rabindranath Tagore (1994). “The English Writings of Rabindranath Tagore: A miscellany”, p.78, Sahitya Akademi

• I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my child.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, My Children

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.116, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  God, Running, Children

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.576, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• April, like a child,
  Writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers,
  Wipes them away and forgets.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Nature, Children, Flower

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.439, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is beyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by the rhythm of day and night; it is not of the earth. But your poet knows that its eternal hunger is for time and space, and it strives evermore to be born in the fruitful dust. Heaven is fulfilled in your sweet body, my child, in your palpitating heart. The sea is beating its drums in joy, the flowers are a-tiptoe to kiss you. For heaven is born in you, in the arms of the mother- dust.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Mother, Sweet, Children

  Rabindranath Tagore, “Lover's Gifts XLIV: Where Is Heaven”

• 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.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Mother, Rest In Peace, Children

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.47, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• For every child that is born, it brings with it the hope that God is not yet disappointed with man.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Hope, Children, Men

• Children who are decked with prince's robes and who have jeweled chains round their necks lose all pleasure in play; their dress hampers them at every step. In fear that it may be frayed, or stained with dust, they keep themselves from the world and are afraid ever 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.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Mother, Children, Moving

  Rabindranath Tagore, “Gitanjali”

• The child learns so easily because he has a natural gift, but adults, because they are tyrants, ignore natural gifts and say that children must learn through the same process that they learned by. We insist upon forced mental feeding and our lessons

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, Tyrants, Adults

  Rabindranath Tagore (2009). “The Oxford India Tagore: Selected Writings on Education and Nationalism”, Oxford University Press, USA

• Poems On Life: Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love. Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty that can modulate their isolation into a harmony with the whole. Life, like a child, laughs, shaking its rattle of death as it runs.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Running, Children, Love Life

  Rabindranath Tagore, “Poems On Life”

• Life's aspirations come in the guise of children.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, Aspiration, Guise

  Rabindranath Tagore (1976). “Fireflies”

• When we accept any discipline for ourselves, we try to avoid everything except that which is necessary for our purpose; it is this purposefulness, which belongs to the adult mind, that we force upon school children. We say, "Never keep your mind aler.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, School, Discipline

  Rabindranath Tagore (2009). “The Oxford India Tagore: Selected Writings on Education and Nationalism”, Oxford University Press, USA

• The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,unobscured by the dust of history.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, Dust, Mystery

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.587, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• We are like newborn children, Our power is the power to grow.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, Newborn Child, Newborn

• Life, like a child, laughs, shaking its rattle of death as it runs.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Running, Children, Laughing

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.198, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults? When I must punish him he becomes all the more a part of my being. When I cause his tears to come my heart weeps with him. I alone have a right to blame and punish, for he only may chastise who loves.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Children, Heart, Trying

  Rabindranath Tagore (2017). “Delphi Collected Works of Rabindranath Tagore (Illustrated)”, p.34, Delphi Classics

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