What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real..

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way..

To be constantly changing one's plans isn't decision at all-it's indecision..

to tyrannize for the country is to tyrannize over the country.

The greatest distance in this World is not that between living and death, it is when I am just before you, and you don't know that I Love You..

Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamour of silence..

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, n….

Love gives beauty to everything it touches..

The heart wants to go on; that is its dharma. For unless it moves, it dies..

Bravery ceases to be bravery at a certain point, and becomes mere foolhardiness..

Only Thee That I want thee, only thee---let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to the core….

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

I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call….

The delights of sight and hearing and touch will bear thy delight..

At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable..

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life..

We do not stray out of all words into the ever silent; We do not raise our hands to the void for things beyond hope..

Let the splendor of diamond, pearl and ruby vanish? Only let this one teardrop, this Taj Mahal, glisten spotlessly bright on the cheek of time, forev….

It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower..

Today I feel that I shall win through. I have come to the gateway of the simple; I am now content to see things as they are. I have gained freedom my….

Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly. For life is a creative idea; it can only find itself in changing forms.