Khalil Gibran Quotes

We are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.

Love is not without its flaws. The stronger the love, the more it tests you. Compassion and empathy will make true love persist.

Do not fear the thorns in your path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

You cannot lay remorse upon the innocent nor lift it from the heart of the guilty. Unbidden shall it call in the night, that men may wake and gaze upon themselves.

To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to.

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

For life goes not backward, nor tarries with yesterday.

The mother is everything - she is our consolation in sorrow, our hope in misery, and our strength in weakness. She is the source of love, mercy, sympathy, and forgiveness. He who loses his mother loses a pure soul who blesses and guards him constantly

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.

I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

A little knowledge that acts is worth infinitely more than much knowledge that is idle.

The thirst of soul is sweeter than the wine of material things, and the fear of spirit is dearer than the security of the body.

He who listens to truth is not less than he who utters truth.

The shepherd will deny the diseased lamb in fear of the flock.

Verily the lust for comfort murders the passion of the soul, and then walks grinning in the funeral.

The sorrowful spirit finds relaxation in solitude. It abhors people, as a wounded deer deserts the herd and lives in a cave until it is healed or dead.

All things in this vast universe exist in you, with you, and for you.

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

Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it but it divides us from truth.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness

And you would accept the seasons of your heart just as you have always accepted that seasons pass over your fields and you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Who can separate his faith from his actions, or his belief from his occupations?

It was in my heart to help a little because I was helped much.

For love is sufficient unto love.

Your friend is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

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

And now you ask in your heart, ‘How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?’ Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower, But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee. For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life, And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love, And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy. * People of Orphalese, be in your pleasures like the flowers and the bees.

And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart: Your seeds shall live in my body, And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart, And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.

Only love and death will change all things.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

The significance of a man is not in what he attains, but rather what he longs to attain.

Much of your pain is self-chosen.

In the mouth of Society are many diseased teeth, decayed to the bones of the jaws. But Society makes no effort to have them extracted and be rid of the affliction. It contents itself with gold fillings.

Your life is an island separated from all other islands and continents. Regardless of how many boats you send to other shores or how many ships arrive upon your shores, you yourself are an island separated by its own pains, secluded in its happiness

Your daily life is your temple and your religion. When you enter into it take with you your all.

Fear of the devil is one way of doubting God.

There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.

I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.

Who can depart from his pain and aloneness without regret? Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, and too many are the children of my longing that walk naked among these hills, and I cannot withdraw from them without a burden and an ache. It is not a garment I cast off this day, bit a skin that I tear with my own hands... Yet I cannot tarry longer.

I do not want you to hear that I LOVE you, but I want you to feel it without me having to say.

The chemist who can extract from his heart's elements compassion, respect, longing, patience, regret, surprise, and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called love

The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the greatest intention.

My friends: Music is the language of spirits. Its melody is like the frolicsome breeze that makes the strings quiver with love. When the gentle fingers of Music knock at the door of our feelings, they awaken memories that have long lain hidden in the depths of the Past. The sad strains of Music bring us mournful recollections; and her quiet strains bring us joyful memories. The sound of strings makes us weep at the departure of a dear one, or makes us smile at the peace God has bestowed upon us.

That deed which in our guilt we today call weakness, will appear tomorrow as an essential link in the complete chain of Man.

You often say, "I would give, but only to the deserving." The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture. They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

A word I want to see written on my grave: I am alive like you, and I am standing beside you. Close your eyes and look around, you will see me in front of you.