Rabindranath Tagore at Sotheby's

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A collection of 12 paintings by Rabindranath Tagore, was sold on June 15 at Sotheby's auction in London for 1.5 million pounds (2.2 million dollars), reports BBC News.
Organizers of the auction said that this collection of works of Tagore, apparently, the most valuable among ever put up for auction. All the pictures many times higher than the top the estimate, so the most expensive of them (portrait of a woman) was estimated at 30-40 thousand pounds and sold for 313,000. Who bought the paintings of Tagore, were not disclosed.
Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941) was not only an artist but also a writer and poet (he wrote in Bengali), as well as a composer. Tagore - the only Indian Nobel Laureate for Literature (1913), in addition, he is the author of words anthems of India and Bangladesh.
(Lenta.Ru)

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Favorites "birds of passage" by Rabindranath Tagore


If you shed tears over the fact that there is no sun - you are at this time will not see the stars!

Like the darkness of night the mystery of creation: it is boundless.
Scams knowledge - the morning mist.

I can not choose the best.
The best chooses me! ..

Rest owned by labor as eyelids.

Man on the nature of the child, and his strength - is the power of growth.

Light, who plays like a naked child, among the green leaves, luckily his do not know that man can lie.

Do not fuck his food just because you're not hungry.

Give thanks to the flame for its light, but do not forget candlesticks standing in the shade with constancy of patience.

Evil can not afford to be defeated and the good - maybe.

Clean - wealth, which is the abundance of love.

Anyone who wants to do good, knocks at the locked gate, he who loves finds the gate open.

In many died becomes one, and in life is not getting many.

Authorities said the world: "You're mine."
The world has taken her captive to her throne.
Love said the world: "I'm yours".
The world gave her freedom in her Chamber.

Noises moments mocking music of the eternal.

Not slow down the steps, do not tear your flowers to keep them, go ahead - the flowers will bloom all the way yours.

That ended in the destruction - death, but the true end - in the infinite.

The government that boasts of its atrocities, is laughable yellow falling leaves, past the floating clouds.

And the blade of grass is worthy of the great world in which it grows.

The great man - an eternal child. Dying, he left his great childhood world.

Bee suck honey from flowers, flying, buzzing them my gratitude.
Butterfly is sure that the flowers must thank her.

To be frank easily when it is not going to speak the full truth.

Asks the Impossible Possible by:
"Where are you dwelling?"
"In my dreams impotent !..»- provides the answer.

If you close your door to all errors, then the truth will remain outside.

Roots under the ground do not require a reward for what they are doing the branches fruitful.

"I am ashamed of my emptiness", - said the word labor.
"I am conscious of his poverty, when I look at you" - said Labor Word.

The blazing fire discourage my own flame.
Save me from the dying embers, which are hidden under the ashes.

Dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash my soul in silence.

Great walking with the Small without fear.
The average holding in the side.

Authorities believe the ingratitude cramps their victims.

Enjoying its excess, we can give its fruit happily.

Web pretends to catch dew - and she catches flies.

Love! When you appear with a light pain in his hands - I see your face and recognize in you a blessing.

"Scientists say that the day will come when you go out", - said the Firefly Stars. The stars did not answer.

World kissed my soul with suffering, demanding that I replied to this song.

Do you or have a business, or is not.
When you have to say: "let's get something" - here begins the trouble.

Sunflower blushed at the thought to call some unknown flower of his relative.
The sun rose - and smiled a flower, and asked, "Is it good to you, my dear?" .. "

For my favorite bank, I small things: great - belong to all.

Darkness leads to light, but blindness leads to death.

Um, all consisting of a logic similar to the blade of one blade, he hurt his hand in the blood, taking him.

Life is enriched by the whole world of lost people love.

Blow from the land can be achieved only dust, not harvest.

Do not say "that's the morning and do not let him, calling yesterday's name. Look at it the first time, as the newborn child, who has no name.

Fearful thoughts, do not be afraid of me: I am - a poet.

Man inferior to animals when he becomes an animal.

The reality is, the meaning of which is wrong, and inappropriate pathos: this is what is unreal.

It is not true, growing in power, but never grow in the truth.

I learned to understand the simple meaning of thy whispers in flowers and sunlight; teach me to know your words are in suffering and death.

Leave those who want to live in their own world of noisy fireworks.

Blessed is he whose fame does not shine brighter than the truth it.

The world loved man when he smiled.
World scared him when he laughed.

Someday we will understand that death is powerless to deprive our soul to something acquired, because it had bought and she herself - one and the same.

Save me from my past nedovershennogo, it clings to me and makes death hard.