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Rabindranath Tagore

Geburtstag: 7. Mai 1861
Todesdatum: 7. August 1941
Andere Namen: Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore bzw. , war ein bengalischer Dichter, Philosoph, Maler, Komponist, Musiker und Brahmo-Samaj-Anhänger, der 1913 den Nobelpreis für Literatur erhielt und damit der erste asiatische Nobelpreisträger war.

Tagore revolutionierte in einer als „Bengalische Renaissance“ bekannten Zeit die bengalische Literatur mit Werken wie Ghare baire oder Gitanjali und erweiterte die bengalische Kunst mit einer Unzahl von Gedichten, Kurzgeschichten, Briefen, Essays und Bildern. Er war ein engagierter Kultur- und Sozialreformer sowie Universalgelehrter. Die Kunst seiner Heimat modernisierte er, indem er ihre strikte Struktur und klassische Formensprache gezielt angriff. Zwei seiner Lieder sind heute die Nationalhymnen von Bangladesch und Indien: Amar Shonar Bangla und Jana Gana Mana. Tagore wurde als Gurudeb bezeichnet, ein Ehrentitel, der sich auf Guru und Deva bezieht.

Zitate Rabindranath Tagore

„Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.“

— Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
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„If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.“

— Rabindranath Tagore

„Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,
but to be fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but
for the heart to conquer it.“

— Rabindranath Tagore, Collected Poems and Plays of Rabindranath Tagore

„You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.“

— Rabindranath Tagore

„I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service is joy.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Quoted often without citation http://www.tagorefoundationinternational.com http://rupkatha.com/V2/n4/11Tagorephilosohy.pdf Compare this verse verse written by Ellen Sturgis Hooper:

„It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.“

— Rabindranath Tagore

„Want of love is a degree of callousness; for love is the perfection of consciousness.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: Want of love is a degree of callousness; for love is the perfection of consciousness. We do not love because we do not comprehend, or rather we do not comprehend because we do not love. For love is the ultimate meaning of everything around us. It is not a mere sentiment; it is truth; it is the joy that is at the root of all creation. It is the white light of pure consciousness that emanates from Brahma. So, to be one with this sarvānubhūh, this all-feeling being who is in the external sky, as well as in our inner soul, we must attain to that summit of consciousness, which is love: Who could have breathed or moved if the sky were not filled with joy, with love?

„Thus great suffering brings with it the power of great endurance.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: When sorrow is deepest... then the surface crust is pierced, and consolation wells up, and all the forces of patience and courage are banded together to do their duty. Thus great suffering brings with it the power of great endurance. So while we are cowards before petty troubles, great sorrows make us brave by rousing our truer manhood.

„Where words come out from the depth of truth“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free Where the world has not been broken up into fragments By narrow domestic walls Where words come out from the depth of truth Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit 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.

„This "I" of mine toils hard, day and night, for a home which it knows as its own. Alas, there will be no end of its sufferings so long as it is not able to call this home thine.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: This "I" of mine toils hard, day and night, for a home which it knows as its own. Alas, there will be no end of its sufferings so long as it is not able to call this home thine. Till then it will struggle on, and its heart will ever cry, "Ferryman, lead me across." When this home of mine is made thine, that very moment is it taken across, even while its old walls enclose it. This "I" is restless. It is working for a gain which can never be assimilated with its spirit, which it never can hold and retain. In its efforts to clasp in its own arms that which is for all, it hurts others and is hurt in its turn, and cries, "Lead me across". But as soon as it is able to say, "All my work is thine," everything remains the same, only it is taken across. Where can I meet thee unless in this mine home made thine? Where can I join thee unless in this my work transformed into thy work? If I leave my home I shall not reach thy home; if I cease my work I can never join thee in thy work. For thou dwellest in me and I in thee. Thou without me or I without thee are nothing.

„We do not stray out of all words into the ever silent“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: 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. 16

„O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: 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 of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore. 5

„Open your doors and look abroad.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: 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 of gold from yonder clouds. Open your doors and look abroad. From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before. In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across a hundred years. 85

„Our heart ever changes its place till it finds love, and then it has its rest. But this rest itself is an intense form of activity where utter quiescence and unceasing energy meet at the same point in love.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: In love all the contradictions of existence merge themselves and are lost. Only in love are unity and duality not at variance. Love must be one and two at the same time. Only love is motion and rest in one. Our heart ever changes its place till it finds love, and then it has its rest. But this rest itself is an intense form of activity where utter quiescence and unceasing energy meet at the same point in love. In love, loss and gain are harmonised. In its balance-sheet, credit and debit accounts are in the same column, and gifts are added to gains. In this wonderful festival of creation, this great ceremony of self-sacrifice of God, the lover constantly gives himself up to gain himself in love. Indeed, love is what brings together and inseparably connects both the act of abandoning and that of receiving.

„Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand
With a grip that kills it.“

— Rabindranath Tagore
Context: p>Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand With a grip that kills it.Wishing to hearten a timid lamp great night lights all her stars.</p 24