Rabindranath Tagore Quotes

Free me as free is the forest fire, as is the thunder that laughs aloud and hurls defiance to darkness.

To thee, to thee, my fire! Thou hast been burning in my heart all these futile years. If my life were a piece of gold it would come out of its trial brighter, but it is a trodden turf of grass, and nothing remains of it but this handful of ashes.