That which oppresses me, it is my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance?
压迫着我的，到底是我的想要外出的灵魂呢，还是那世界的灵魂，敲着我心的门，想要进来呢？
—泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
We come nearest to the great when we are great
in humility.
当我们是大为谦卑的时候，便是我们最接近伟大的时候。 —泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
Death belongs to life as birth does. The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.
死亡隶属于生命，与生一样。举足是走路，正如落足也是走路。 —泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。而我觉得，为了这个我已等待许久。 —泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
