Rabindranath TagoreLife is indefinite--a bundle of contradictions. We men, with our ideas, strive to give it a particular shape by melting it into a particular mould--into the definiteness of success.
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Life is indefinite - a bundle of contradictions. We men, with our ideas, strive to give it a particular shape by melting it into a particular mould - into the definiteness of success. Life is indefinite - a bundle of contradictions. We men, with our ideas, strive to give it a particular shape by melting it into a particular mould-into the definiteness of success.
Source: The Home And The World
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