Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:” — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Is not the beautiful moon, that inspires poets, the same moon which angers the silence of the sea with a terrible roar? — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Which of you would be silent - when all else sings together in unison? — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
I purified my lips with sacred fire that I might speak of love, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Am I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
For that which is boundless in you abides in the mansion of the sky, whose door is the morning mist, and whose… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
But now I have learned to listen to silence. To hear its choirs singing the song of ages, chanting the hymns of… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights. But your ears thirst for the sound of the… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
A look which reveals inward stress adds more beauty to the face, no matter how much tragedy and pain it bespeaks; but… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Nature reaches out to us with welcoming arms, and bids us enjoy her beauty; but we dread her silence and rush into… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear — a care-woven garment that protects me… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Much of your pain is self-chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
There is no secret in the mystery of life stronger and more beautiful than that attachment which converts the silence of a… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
And before my Soul took me to task I was hard of hearing; I heard only tumult and uproar. But now I… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
If you are poor, shun association with him who measures men with the yardstick of riches. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
Seek ye counsel of the aged for their eyes have looked on the faces of the years and their ears have hardened to the… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, 'Who are you?' — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
Beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, But rather a heart… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
“That which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space” — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
“The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it, And the clay that fills your ears shall be… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
Like the ocean is your god-self; It remains for ever undefiled. And like the ether it lifts but the winged. Even like the sun… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share
