Like sheaves of corn it gathers you unto itself. It threshes you to make you naked. It sifts you to free you from your husks. It grinds you to whiteness. It kneads you until you are pliant. And then it assigns you to its sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast. All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's Heart.
Khalil GibranThey have exiled me now from their society and I am pleased, because humanity does not exile except the one whose noble spirit rebels against despotism and oppression. He who does not prefer exile to slavery is not free by any measure of freedom
Khalil GibranYour house shall be not an anchor but a mast It shall not be a glistening film that covers a wound, but an eyelid that guards the eye.
Khalil GibranHe who understands you is greater kin to you than your own brother. For even your own kindred neither understand you nor know your true worth.
Khalil GibranI have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
Khalil Gibran