What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?

All that spirits desire, spirits attain... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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What difference is there between us, save a restless dream that follows my soul but fears to come near you?.. view

By: Khalil Gibran

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Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never be reached by the caravan of thinking... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?.. view

By: Khalil Gibran

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Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert... view

By: Khalil Gibran

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