PREMIUM FEATURE
Advanced Search Filters
Filter search results by source, date, and more with our premium search tools.
Others boast of their love for God. My boast is that I did not love God; it was He who loved me and sought me out and forced me to belong to Him. - Aurobindo Ghosh
" "Others boast of their love for God. My boast is that I did not love God; it was He who loved me and sought me out and forced me to belong to Him.
English
Collect this quote
About Aurobindo Ghosh
Sri Aurobindo [born Aravinda Akroyd Ghose] (15 August 1872 – 5 December 1950) was an Indian nationalist, scholar, poet, mystic, philosopher, yogi and guru, who developed concepts of human progress and spiritual evolution. With the help of his spiritual collaborator, Mirra Alfassa, he founded the Sri Aurobindo Ashram.
Biography information from Wikiquote
Also Known As
Native Name:
অরবিন্দ ঘোষ
Alternative Names:
Sri Aurobindo Ghose
•
Sri Orobindo
•
Orobindo Ghosh
•
Shri Aurobindo
•
Aurobindo Ghose
•
Sri Aurobindo
•
Aurobindo
•
Aravinda Ackroyd Ghose
•
A.A.Ghosh
•
A.G.
•
Maharshi Aravind Babu
Related quotes. More quotes will automatically load as you scroll down, or you can use the load more buttons.
Additional quotes by Aurobindo Ghosh
Life’s contraries were lovers or natural friends
And her extremes keen edges of harmony:
Indulgence with a tender purity came
And nursed the god on her maternal breast:
There none was weak, so falsehood could not live;
Ignorance was a thin shade protecting light,
Imagination the free-will of Truth,
Pleasure a candidate for heaven’s fire;
The intellect was Beauty’s worshipper,
Strength was the slave of calm spiritual law,
Power laid its head upon the breasts of Bliss.
02.03_035:016
Enhance Your Quote Experience
Enjoy ad-free browsing, unlimited collections, and advanced search features with Premium.
All they have touched or seen they make their own,
In Nature’s basement lodge, mind’s passages fill,
Disrupt thought’s links and musing sequences,
Break through the soul’s stillness with a noise and cry
Or they call the inhabitants of the abyss,
Invite the instincts to forbidden joys,
A laughter wake of dread demoniac mirth
And with nether riot and revel shake life’s floor.
Impotent to quell his terrible prisoners
Appalled the householder helpless sits above,
Taken from him his house is his no more.
07.02_117:032-033
Loading...