Explore Quotes by Khalil Gibran

If indeed you must be candid, be candid beautifully.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

My Soul gave me good counsel, teaching me never to delight in praise or to be distressed by reproach. Before my Soul taught me, I doubted the value of my accomplishments until the passing days sent someone who would extol or disparage them. But now I know that trees blossom in the spring and give their fruits in the summer without any desire for accolades. And they scatter their leaves abroad in the fall and denude themselves in the winter without fear of reproof.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond.

I purified my lips with sacred fire that I might speak of love, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I found myself mute.

It is slavery to live in the mind unless it has become part of the body

Be patient, for it is from doubt that knowledge is born.

To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconstancy.

People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Our God, who art our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth. _x000D_ It is thy desire in us that desireth. _x000D_ It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also. _x000D_ We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us: _x000D_ Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all.

Be like a flower and turn your face to the sun.

Strange that creatures without backbones have the hardest shells.

A teacher can only lead you to the threshold of your own mind.

And if there come the singers, and the dancers and the flute players - buy of their gifts also. For they too are gatherers of fruit and frankincense, and that which they bring, though fashioned of dreams, is raiment and fod for your soul.

Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth.

Life is the mistress to be wooed.

Often times I have hated in self-defense; if I were stronger I would not have used such a weapon.

If we were to all sit in a circle and confess our sins, we would laugh at each other for lack of originality.

Let passion fill your sails, but let reason be your rudder.

You are not enclosed within your bodies, nor confined to houses or fields. That which is you dwells above the mountain and roves with the wind.

And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.