My loneliness was born when men praised my talkative faults and blamed my silent virtues.
Khalil GibranFor that which is boundless in you abides in the mansion of the sky, whose door is the morning mist, and whose windows are the songs and the silences of night.
Khalil GibranA hermit is one who renounces the world of fragments that he may enjoy the world wholly and without interruption.
Khalil GibranTake then this Book, look into it, and show me when Jesus was not forgiving. Read this diving tragedy and tell me where He speaks without mercy and compassion. You visit not the sick and the imprisoned; nor do you feed the hungry or give refuge to the stranger or comfort to the mourner.
Khalil Gibran