The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.

Khalil Gibran

Khalil Gibran

Profession: Poet
Nationality: Lebanese

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He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.

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

Would that you were here to lend wings to my voice and turn my muttering into songs. Yet I shall read knowing that among the strangers an invisible friend is listening and smiling sweetly and tenderly.

Our worst fault is our preoccupation with the faults of others.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness. And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart? And dost thou think my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?

Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?

Advance, and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.

And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge, And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge. And all knowledge is vain save when there is work, And all work is empty save when there is love; And when you work with love you bind your self to yourself, and to one another, and to God.

And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.

Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care, nor your nights without a want and a grief, but rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.

Jesus loved me and I knew not why. And I loved him because He quickened my spirit to heights beyond my stature, and to depths beyond my sounding. Love is a sacred mystery. To those who love, it remains forever wordless; But to those who do not love, it may be but a heartless jest.