“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 Image
The poet is a bird of strange moods. He descends from his lofty domain to tarry among us, singing; if we do not honor him he will unfold his wings and fly back to his dwelling place. — 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 Image
If you are poor, shun association with him who measures men with the yardstick of riches. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
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 Image
Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, 'Who are you?' — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
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 Image
I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
