Rabindranath Tagore Quotes

The Question Is, In What Manner Do We Accept This World, Which Is A Perfect Gift Of Joy? Have We Been Able To Receive It In Our Heart Where We Keep Enshrined Things That Are Of Deathless Value To Us? We Are Frantically Busy Making Use Of The Forces Of The Universe To Gain More And More Power; We Feed And We Clothe Ourselves From Its Stores, We Scramble For Its Riches, And It Becomes For Us A Field Of Fierce Competition. But Were We Born For This, To Extend Our Proprietary Rights Over This World And Make Of It A Marketable Commodity? When Our Whole Mind Is Bent Only Upon Making Use Of This World It Loses For Us Its True Value. We Make It Cheap By Our Sordid Desires; And Thus To The End Of Our Days We Only Try To Feed Upon It And Miss Its Truth, Just Like The Greedy Child Who Tears Leaves From A Precious Book And Tries To Swallow Them.

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