We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.

Khalil Gibran

Khalil Gibran

Profession: Poet
Nationality: Lebanese

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But I say to you that when you work you fulfill a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born, And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life, And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life's inmost secret.

Would that you could live on the fragrance of the earth, and like an air plant be sustained by the light.

A man's true wealth is the good he does in the world.

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.

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

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

Education sows not seeds in you but makes your seeds grow.

There are those who give little of the much which they have – and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.

He suffered much, but he understood the mystery of pain: he knew that tears make all things shine.

If tragedy does not ensnare a man, if affliction does not agitate him, if love does not lay him down in the cradle of dreams, then his life is like a blank, white page in the book of existence. In that year I saw the.

I abstain from the people who consider insolence bravery and tenderness cowardice. And I abstain from those who consider chatter wisdom and silence ignorance.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the Archer's hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Hearken to my story. Listen but do not pity me. For pity is intended for the weak and I am still strong in my affliction.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.