Rabindranath Tagore Quotes About Running

Quotes about: Running

• The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Running, Nature, Flower

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.38, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• Those who think to reach God by running away from the world, when and where do they expect to meet him? We are reaching him here in this very spot, now at this very moment.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Running, Thinking, World

• 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

• The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Mother, Running, Night

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.38, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

• 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”

• Brahma was excessively sparing with earth, water, and fire.... The reckless expenditure of air and ether in his composition was amazing. And, in consequence, he perpetually struggled to outreach the wind, to outrun space itself. Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the Horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Running, Horse, Animal

• Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Running, Horse, Animal

• 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

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