Occupation: Author Birth: May 7, 1861 Death: August 7, 1941
Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream..
I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things.
The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever..
Great calm, generous detachment, selfless love, disinterested effort: these are what make for success in life. If you can find peace in yourself and ….
If you allow your mind to carp at all and sundry, it will turn against itself: the majority of our sorrows are self-inflicted..
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves..
Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless when facing them." "Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capaci….
In the mountain, stillness surges up to explore its own height In the lake, movement stands still to contemplate its own depth..
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it. Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repo….
Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree..
Only in silence I find myself. Life in the city is so hectic that you lose the right perspective. It's important to know that our biggest resources a….
Let only that little be left of me whereby I may name thee my all. Let only that little be left of my will whereby I may feel thee on every side, and….
Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak o….
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful..
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action-Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake..
Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance..
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough..
Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it..
The hours trip rapidly away, hiding their dreams in their skirts..
The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence..
Yet what each one does is by no means of little moment. The grass has to put forth all its energy to draw sustenance from the uttermost tips of its r….