I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Khalil GibranRead
The brooks flow to their lover, the sea, and the flowers smile at the object of their passion, the light. The mist rolls down to its beloved, the valley. And I? In me is what brooks do not know, what flowers do not hear, what the mist does not apprehend. You see me alone in my love, solitary in my yearning.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses the deep longing for love and connection that one can feel, highlighting a sense of solitude in yearning.
In this quote, Khalil Gibran illustrates the beauty of nature's relationships while contrasting them with the speaker's own experience of love and longing. The imagery of brooks flowing to the sea and flowers smiling at the light signifies natural harmony in love, yet the speaker feels a profound sense of isolation, suggesting that human emotions can be more complex and solitary than those of nature. It conveys the depth of love and the pain that often accompanies unfulfilled desire.
Themes
LoveYearningSolitudeLongingNature
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be shared during a romantic dinner to express feelings of love and solitude in yearning.
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