“পশুপাখি উদ্ভিদেরা কিছুমাত্র বিস্মিত হবে না
ওরা সব জেনে গেছে, মানুষের বেশি দেরি নেই।”
― শ্রেষ্ঠ কবিতা
ওরা সব জেনে গেছে, মানুষের বেশি দেরি নেই।”
― শ্রেষ্ঠ কবিতা
“নরকের অন্ধকার আর স্বর্গের জ্যোতি টেনে আনলে দুটোই চোখকে খোঁচা দেবে, অসুস্থ করবে। আমরা পৃথিবীর মানুষ আমাদের মাঝামাঝি রফা হওয়াই ভালো।”
― অতসীমামী
― অতসীমামী
“সূক্ষ্ম সৌন্দর্য আবিষ্কার করবার মানুষের একটা বিপুল অক্ষমতা আছে।”
― অতসীমামী
― অতসীমামী
“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.”
―
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.”
―
“A wise old owl lived in an oak;
The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard:
Why can't we all be like that bird?”
―
The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard:
Why can't we all be like that bird?”
―
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