The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.
Khalil GibranWe stood up and bade each other farewell, but love and despair stood between us like two ghosts, one stretching his wings with his fingers over our throats, one weeping and the other laughing hideously. As I took Selma's hand and put it to my lips, she came close to me and placed a kiss on my forehead, then dropped on the wooden bench. She shut her eyes and whispered softly, "Oh, Lord God, have mercy on me and mend my broken wings!
Khalil GibranA truly religious man does not embrace a religion; and he who embraces one has no religion.
Khalil Gibran