Kahlil Gibran Quotes

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.

The creator gives no heed to the critic unless he becomes a barren inventor.

For in truth it is life that gives unto life-while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.

Men would bless you or curse you; The curse, a protest against failure, The blessing, a hymn of the hunter Who comes back from the hills With provision for his mate.

I have pondered long, and I know now that only the pure of heart forgive the thirst that leads to dead waters. And only the sure of foot can give a hand to him who stumbles.

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

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

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things, does the heart find its morning and is refreshed.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

Poet, Singer, Great Heart, May our God bless your name, And the womb that held you, and the breasts that gave you milk. And may God forgive us all.

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And When his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And When he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden...

But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of
love’s threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears...

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.

ليست حقيقة الانسان بما يظهره لك , بل بما لا يستطيع أن يظهره لك , لذلك اذا أردت أن تعرفه فلا تصغ الى ما يقوله بل الى ما لايقوله

ما أكثر الذين يتوهمون أنهم يفهموننا لأنهم وجدوا في بعض مظاهرنا شيئا , شبيها بما أختبروه مرّة في حياتهم .
وليتهم يكتفون بادعائهم معرفة أسرارنا تلك الأسرار التي نحن ذواتنا لا ندركها - ولكنهم يصموننا بعلامات وأرقام ثم يضعوننا على رف من رفوف أفكارهم واعتقاداتهم مثلما يفعل الصيدلي بقناني الأدوية والمساحيق