The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.
Khalil GibranMen who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.
Khalil GibranAm I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through me? A seeker of silences am I, and what treasure have I found in silences that I may dispense with confidence?
Khalil GibranThe 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.
Khalil Gibran